<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://files.catbox.moe/k872lq.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>Calvin Luther</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">CGDA Nicky<br/><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><br/>I turn for a moment... what did Lippy say?  Was she coming with us?  Was she getting in another car?  She seems to be moving in the other direction... but I know I have her number... I know our phones are linked... I'll be fine... She'll be fine.<br/><br/>It feels good to turn back to Ms. du Monde.<br/><br/>She wants to call me Adam.  Her Adam.  That sounds good... that feels good.  Not just 'Adam' but '<em>her Adam</em>.'<br/><br/>"Of course, that would be wonderful.   And what should I call you?"