<div class="floatright">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/d80f/21h8ybmnz6cjeh34g.jpg) (http://www.mediafire.com/view/21h8ybmnz6cjeh3/Kimmie.png/file)</div><br/>We are not even out of the car before Chloe is greeting us.  I give her a long hug and then hand her the papers she requested from the condo.  With those in hand, Chloe begins our 'orientation:<br/><br/>“Huguette, you’re in the room next to ours upstairs. Several elders are already here and I’ve not shared anything with them other than images of my three interrogators. One of them remarked that she is part of a group called The Family. I’ve been researching that. It’s a group of evangelicals within the federal Government. There’s the real shadow government!”<br/><br/>When we head upstairs, Chloe points to Huguette's room and we all continue along into our room.  Chloe has a small table and laptop set up in there.<br/><br/>“So I’ve been busy putting my lab notes into secure storage outside the country. I shredded my paper notes in my lab so they can’t recreate those. And besides, I have it all memorized. I’ll show both of you where and how the notes are saved so you can get to them if I’m incapacitated or unavailable. Huguette, please share with Kimmie via Insight, so she can learn the little trick to keep such things hidden no matter how persuasive the questioner gets.”<br/><br/>I barely get to summon my water droplet before Huguette 'enters'<br/><br/>"Child....for all things private and unavailable place them here...."<br/><br/>Suddenly, my mind opens to a small fissure that I never seen.....even though it is my own inner thoughts, my own mind....I never saw this.  With Huguette guiding my thoughts, like a wisp of smoke through a crack in a chimney, we glide through.  Inside, I see something that looks like a chapel.   Huguette says in Insight:<br/><br/>"This is your area, your bastion against intrusion.  Even though I can get here with you, I cannot enter.  The image of this place is yours and yours alone.  For each us it is different.  No one knows what another's place looks like.  Even if you were to tell me....my place is a meadow....I would need to see the exact same meadow as you do, in order to enter.  So, as you can see, no one is ever able to enter someone else's world.  In our Sisterhood, this place is called Sanctuaire"<br/><br/>We step out of Insight.  Chloe gives us the location and password of the physical storage area for her work.<br/><br/>“Good, that’s that. Oh, Mother is arriving later tonight, she move up a day when Daddy passed on the emergency and I brought her in via Insight the same as Huguette. Dinner will be at 6, in the small dining room. Now I need to rest. This has been an exhausting day and I think Mother will want to talk when she arrives.”<br/><br/>Huguette retires to her adjacent room.  I feel better that she is close by.  However, like Chloe, she senses things well in advance of them happening.   I lay down next to Chloe and drape my arm over her.  I fall asleep in minutes.<br/><br/>Chloe pops up just before 6.  Im groggy, she is alert and 'on point' instantly.  I brush my hair a bit....say the 'hell with make-up' and go downstairs with Chloe.<br/><br/>We meet a woman, who looks at me with some alarm or concern.  She's about to say something when Huguette appears and takes charge of the impromptu meeting.<br/><br/>“Yes you are correct, Tabitha. Caoimhe is in my care. All will be made clear Saturday morning. I suggest you spend time opening your mind to new and wonderful things that will be disclosed at that time. The terrible times are imminent and we have new ways to deliberate.”<br/><br/>Apparently, Tabitha has been disarmed or at least had her questions, whatever they were, answered.  We all proceed to the dining room and take our meal together.  I am a curiosity for sure, but little is said orally or with Insight.  Apparently my use of Insight is quickly discerned.<br/><br/>After supper, the women drift off to other parts of the house.  Mrs. Dawson arrives and I help get her situated in her room.  Chloe and her Mom discuss the interrogation from earlier in the day.  That leads to something incredible.  Our leaving the country.  Destination is Sweden, Stockholm to be precise....its mind blowing.  In the matter of a few days, my life has gone from being an Admin, to Chloe, to marriage, to fleeing the country and my life in danger.  I want to cry....I want to be strong....I want it to end....I want to be with Chloe.....most, MOST of all, I want to be with Chloe.  That thought helps dispel the other doubts.  I take a deep breath and center my strength.  Im a woman now....a strong woman..."weak women get eaten up", Chloe once told me....I will do what I must....<br/><br/>I hear Chloe say to her mother:<br/><br/>“I guess this is really it, Mother. The terrible times are upon us and I guess we’re right in the middle of it too.”<br/><br/>With nothing more than a nod, Mrs. Dawson heads to her room to ready herself for the next part of this ordeal.  I give my hand to Chloe.<br/><br/>“Let’s hit the sack, girlfriend. Rest while we can because tomorrow evening we’re out of time.”<br/><br/>I look at her....<em>"Whatever tomorrow brings, I am with you for that moment,  or until the end of time...."</em><br/><br/>We sleep in each other's arms all night.