<div class="floatright">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/d80f/21h8ybmnz6cjeh34g.jpg) (http://www.mediafire.com/view/21h8ybmnz6cjeh3/Kimmie.png/file)</div><br/>We sit at the airport and Chloe fills me in on a few things, clarifying points and expectations:<br/><br/>“Becky? Becky doesn’t know. She’s not one of us except she married Mother’s brother. who’s about the biggest dufus the goddess ever allowed on the face of the planet !"<br/><br/><em>"Well, I was never a fan of Joel Crabtree, even as a man.  At least then he was moderately tolerable.  As Kimmie, he behavior towards me was deplorable......still....what happened....I never would have wished upon him...."</em><br/><br/>We are notified the Huguette's plane has landed.  My teacher is coming.<br/><br/>“Kimmie Kimmie Kimmie. You are accepted. By me. I’m golden! You’re in. The only part is how much you understand. The more, the better! Huguette needs to learn I’m golden too. Watch tonight and learn!”<br/><br/>I smile and hold her hand.  Golden, leader, friend, woman.....she is all I want, and as I get closer to her every moment, Chloe is all I need....<br/><br/>Chloe checks her buzzing phone again and looks back at me:<br/><br/>“Fundamental Kimmie. you have much to learn yet you have nothing to lose. We need you to learn because what we will face will be much easier for us if you have certain skills.”<br/><br/>I nod....<em>"You know I will do my very best....."</em>and now I place my other hand on top of our two hands that are holding each other.<br/><br/>… phone buzzes again …<br/><br/>“Air France #17. Huguette has her bags.”<br/><br/>We drive over to the arrival gate for Air France.  A stylishly dressed woman is standing there.  A wave to Chloe and we glide over.  Chloe pops out and opens the trunk.   Huguette and I are both requested to sit in the back seat together.<br/><br/>“Buckled? Here we go!”<br/><br/>I look over to Huguette and smile and reach out to shake her hand.<em>"Hi, Im Caoimhe....but please, everyone calls me Kimmie.  Its a pleasure to meet you, Huguette"<br/></em><br/>She smiles at me.....damn, she's pretty....a sort of continental European look, hair slightly tussled, and looking remarkably refreshed for someone who just spent 6 hours on a transatlantic flight!<br/>