<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>… she gets the doctor date wrong …. I get out my phone …</em></span></span><br/><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"> Lab </div></td><td> | </td><td><div align="center"> Sem </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;">“Tangie’s q week from Thursday. See? We have the rest of this week to get our panties unwadded ahead of the parental assault. And then almost a week of sheer panic.” #Giggle</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… we both look at menus and order and have a second drink and it isn’t until we’re in the car to fetch hers that we continue our conversation …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Look, Mother is one of the kindest, gentlest creatures to ever grace the planet. And she trusts me. Bigly trusts me. Her only question when I told her you’d moved n with me and we’d probably get married was to ask if I’d felt this through. Felt, noth thought. So for her, the rest is getting to know the person I plan to hang around with for a long, long time. She’ll quiz you to pieces about how you feel about me and how you feel about society and people in general and about art. Maybe even drag you to one of the art museums as some sort of Rorschach test. Unless I don’t know you and I think I do pretty dang well or we wouldn’t be shacking up, I think you two will be fast friends and she’ll start to tell her little Chloe stories and don’t you dare laugh at me either! Or I’ll prie some little Kimmie stories out of you and revenge will be so sweet!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>…  wew reach her car and I give her the buzzer for the underground …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Just press this when you get down the ramp and the door will open. I’m in 7 and you’re in 11. Seven come 11, get it? So follow and I’ll see you there. I plan to go slow and stop for all lights that are even thinking of yellow so don’t rear end me!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… when she’s got her car going, we head for my place … uneventful … walk over to 11 as she parks and gets out …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Easy, eh?”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Tuesday before Parents</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… we enjoy a cup of coffee and some yogurt before we head to the lab …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“So the lab is ready to give you your badge and the rest of the day is going to be a crashing bore for you unless you find reading my lab notes absolutely fascinating. While you’re in-processing, I’ll deal with the animals. I have a seminar at 10 till about 11:30 and I’ll come by the lab and pick you up. We can walk over to the Union for lunch in the faculty cafeteria unless you want to witness the great unwashed undergraduates. Quite a crowd, the undergrads. Nerds of all color and gland.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>…  in the lab building, I orient her to the admin’s office where they’ll giver her a badge and paper to sign and then she can swipe into the lab … she’s not there when I leave for my seminar at 9:45 … head for the Seminar ready to discuss the whichness of certain proteins and why they bend that way … prof has been nominated for the Nobel several times and knows his stuff and I eat it up! … Chloe Dawson, Nobel Laureate, made women out of men … giggle …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>…  head back for the lab afterwards … stick my head in the door …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Kimmie? Ready for some lunch?”</span></span><br/>