<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(http://www.mediafire.com/convkey/132c/qanv0vlare944wbzg.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 Jaclyn</em> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289408.msg14241614#msg14241614)<br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</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_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… Peter says to disappear … Nan does too, though with a caveat on bringing down du Monde … sip my drink … this decision is to be made now, not later … to delay is to fall … and trust no one … so do I truest any of these three? … seems I must … okay, stand with my half empty drink in my hand …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Peter, Ari, we’ll be in the lobby as soon as we can pack. Nan, let’s go get our stuff. I don’t travel without my toothbrush.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… and I head for the elevator without looking back …</em></span></span><br/></span>