<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://i68.tinypic.com/2ltaif.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Mrs. Circe Dawson<br/>  ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾  </span></span></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… the psychiatrist is one of us as we soon establish … signs until we both learn we are at her grade of initiation  … I do not establish superiority, unnecessary for the trust she must have to take my words at their explicit value … I tell her how Joel was ridden from his childhood … and why he was ridden to begin with … how he chose to avoid the treatment his mother could only offer … and how it finally all caught up with him … I name the name of that which still rides him … and warn her that certain things she knows were already attempted to no avail and that for her to try now would put her at risk unless she took the additional precautions I outlined … from this she learns that I rank her in the art and cannot do for my brother what others can … I tell her a name and she recognizes the name and we will both contact her … we then discuss the conventional … she discusses certain psychiatric drugs and I from my limited knowledge tell what I know of those I recognize … we embrace with the touches appropriate for sisters …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… I return to the cafeteria with a heavy heart … I must push Chloe to advance … she cannot shirk her inheritance because what happened to Joel is happening more and more and we need her her and her sisters to carry the fight to the gates … and she has chosen to ignore that in favor of her passion for the biological sciences … I will have to seek permission to tell her about Joel … I look up to see Kimmie sitting alone … I go through the line and get another iced tea … take the seat opposite Kimmie …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Anything from Chloe? I will need to speak to her alone sometime before I leave. I hope that doesn’t bother you but there are things she must know that I cannot share with you.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>…  I hope she hear the precision … I cannot share with Kimmie … what Chloe shares is up to Chloe …</em></span></span><br class="clear_right"/><br/><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><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… the text from Kimmie leaves much unsaid … she seems to have gotten through a first chat with Mother … I finish with the animals and sens a text …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Verdana;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">  ### on my way</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… the traffic is frustrating as any Saturday can get … get parked and head to the ER waiting room … not there … head toward the cafeteria and find them at the far side chatting … Mother looks serious … Kimmie does not look hurt …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Hey you two!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… lean down and kiss Kimmie first on the cheek … then pat Mother’s shoulder … and take her emotional pulse which she knows I’m doing and doesn’t block … sit and reach over to rest my hand on Kimmie’s …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “So what’s the plan? Any more on Uncle Joel?”</span></span><br/>