<div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/2eqf9j4.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Peter Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">CGDA Benefactor</span></strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</div></div></div>Jaclyn asks if something is off.<em>Hee-hee!</em>—my reaction might be of the gallows type.<strong>“We’ve known each other for a good while Jaclyn.  Which means that you can see past my poker face.”</strong>The porter takes care of the bags.  All bags aboard, I help Jaclyn into the transportation and take my seat.<strong>“I will say that my brother is frazzled.  And if he’s frazzled, things will need major sorting.”</strong>I don’t want to let on too much, especially since any discussion might lead to difficult Jaclyn memories and people (if my suspicions are correct).<strong>“You’ve not met my dear brother.  He will be at the Bennington.  Business for the two of us, but you two should meet.”</strong>I just hope that my brother and I can see the solution and bring successful closure with no more said to my dear friend Jaclyn.<br/>