<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><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… we rise … a wonderful dawn shows through the curtains I open … facing the east … the sunrise … and we sleep heads north … so right … sisters designed this for sisters, so obviously …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Dress for a day on our feet, Kimmie. Our friends her are rightfully proud of what they have and they know we bring important changes. And we will see Carlotta for the last time, so we send our love with her where she goes.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… dress in the only pants I have, a pair of tight jeans, and a bra and loose white blouse … best of what I have … won’t matter to Carlotta and will look inferior where we are toured today and I don’t care about the latter …<br/><br/>… we go to breakfast … when Carlotta arrives, she beckons me to to her  … ‘Chloe, now you know so much more’ … ‘and so much less, I understand that too’ … ‘here, here is my gift to you and to young Isis’ … ‘in it you will find all I know and more beyond that’ … she presses a locket on a chain into my hand … helps me with the chain ‘round my neck … next to the vial of our future … and she abruptly turns before I can question to guide me by the elbow back toward Kimmie … <br/><br/>… she takes her seat … we ours … Huguette and Tangie and Ulla arrive … sunshine from the dawn edges across the floor … a French breakfast … a light, green salad and crepes with fruit preserves … I eat lightly … like sleep, I need food less … ponder the gift … knowing her path, it is more precious … will ponder it when I can hold it … tonight while Kimmie and Isis sleep …<br/><br/>… Ulla announces the tour begins shortly after breakfast …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Sisters, we all need to know this building, it’s our home until it isn’t. The tour of the clinic is for me and Tangie, and Huguette and Kimmie if they wish. The labs is for me and Tangie and will go very specialized. So let’s plan a break shortly after lunch and Huguette and Tangie can come back here. I believe they have much to do together.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… when Carlotta stands, I stand too … squeeze Kimmie’s hand and release it … only Huguette knows what this moment is and she – bless her – steps back to allow Carlotta and I the time we need … our embrace is so painful to me … and bless her she holds me up … and she and I both know where she goes and how that will end … whisper …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Blessed Be!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… she back … ‘Blessed Be! … and of a sudden I am at peace … she releases me … ‘thou are Eldest, Chloe’ … ‘guide us as she will’ … and her touch is gone … none follow as she departs … Huguette shows a momentary pang … I go to her … take her hands …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Is this not a wonderful moment, Sister? Let us rejoice!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… somewhere inside, The Eldest stirs and through my hands is given what she needs … my merged Insight and Foresight marks Carlotta exiting our building into a Taxi to Arlanda Airport … later she will arrive in Rome … and meet her fate …<br/><br/>… I return to Kimmie …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Okay Ulla, let our tour begin! And thank you all for the wonderful breakfast!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… Isis and her parents hold our family close … we head for the elevators as our tour of the building begins …</em></span></span><br/>