<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><div class="floatright"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center"> Su </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> Mo </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> Tu </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> We </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> Th </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> Fr </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> Sa </div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center">  </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center">  </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center">  </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> K pty </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> Sem </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> clean </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> ‘rents </div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"> ‘rents </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> Mom </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> Mom </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> Mom? </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> TJ </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> Mom? </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center">  </div></td></tr></tbody></table></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… the party is more than I expected and less than she deserves … yewt expecting coworkers to understand 4 years in the life is not reasonable … I only know Darlene briefly from previous encounters … yes, she knows I’m Joel’s niece … I stand back and let Kimmie enjoy the rituals …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… Darlene hangs back as Kimmie says farewell to her coworkers … steps over to me and asks what is going on with Joel … I hold up a finger and wait for Kimmie to join us …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Darlene, freshen your resume. I can’t disclose confidences, I trust you understand. Pick your best people and be a great manager and make sure their resumes are current and suggest it’s always a good time to look for opportunities. Okay? And no, this has nothing to do with Kimmie. She didn’t cause this, Joel did this to himself and he’s beyond saving. I hope you don’t ever hear the details.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>…  give her a hug …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Shall we, Kimmie? You get enough to eat?”</span></span><br/>