<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/ff6d/2eiwghvw6s44q42zg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Jaclyn Rosendahl</strong><br/>Entrepreneur<br/><em>About her</em> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289408.msg14241614#msg14241614)<br/><span style="text-decoration: overline;">         </span></span></span></div></td><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)</td></tr></tbody></table></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… caring arms around me … who? … memory! … Taffy … light outside … and urgent needs … unpeel her wonderful arm and slide out … take care of business … return to sit on the side of the bed … she’s 5 hours east of where she started yesterday … so waking her is not nice yet necessary … only way I know to travel east after being used to west … lean over and kiss her cheek …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Taffy dear. Rise and shine. Switzerland, not St. Martin time. Need coffee?”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… pick up the phone and dial ‘room service’ … order coffee and fixins for four with croissants and jam and butter and go back to sit next to Taffy …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Okay, I’m going to get dressed and I’ll bring in the coffee when it arrives. Take your time.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… don the tired green outfit Ari picked up … few more hours and I’ll have my own … wash and apply a bit of makeup … very light daytime version … and to protect from the cold … hear the knock … head out to the ‘living room’ area …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “I’ve got it!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… assure the boys … sign for the delivery and add a tip to the ticket … would rather do cash but don’t have any of that yet either … pour two cups for me and Taffy …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Coffee out here boys if you want any!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… carry our two cups and two croissants back into our room … set hers down on the bedside table …. mine at he table where I can look out the window …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Coffee’s here Taffy. Wakey wakey!”</span></span><br/>