<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/cdc1/04s7432n614occi4g.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Chloe Dawson<br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</span></span></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… up to my eyeballs! … blood and urine … label and smear slides and check for tumors … and all the other little things the animals get done once a week … a granola bar out of the machine is lunch … back at it … hear my phone ding with a message … oh shit! … missed an earlier message and she’s outside! …head for the door to let her in …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Hey, um, come on in. Swipe badges and all that. Have to get you one ASAP I guess.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>…  get her inside the office and clear off the guest chair … the desk is covered with my crap …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“I have another 45 minutes or so, okay? Hang tight and we can go toast Uncle Joel’s weak heart and then get your car. You have a parking place!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… I dive back into my work and not to much later we’re in the Audi headed for Rachel’s bar … traffic is fierce! … we’<br/>re seated at the bar and Rachel comes over to take our orders …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Hey Rachel, I’d like to introduce my new roommate and employee!” #<em>Giggle</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… giggles around … our drinks are poured … lift my glass to Kimmie …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Too you! For surviving the second worst asshole to ever drag his knuckles across the planet.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… touch glasses and sip …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“I keep number one open because there have to be worse assholes than Uncle Joel but I haven’t met them yet. So dish! How’d it all go down, when’s the party, all the dirt and then I have a most interesting piece of news from Mother.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… sit back to listen … my short call to Mother was much longer than I planned … she took the news on Kimmie better than I thought but now Kimmie wil be on the hot seat when they visit this coming weekend … and the other news is priceless! … feel like the cat with the live canary in my mouth! …</em></span></span><br/>