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Myrtle was up early this morning.  Leaving Jaquinn sprawled across the pull-out bed in Darron’s living room, she explored the kitchen until she found all the necessary items for a cup of coffee.  She was just taking her first sip when Darron’s door opened and he came out, looking about as happy to be awake as she was.  Myrtle took one look at him, laughed, and poured him a cup. They enjoyed their drinks in silence for a while.  Finally…

This morning, I once again saw one of my charges onto a plane.  Myrtle was grouchy and half-awake, so it was Jaquinn who steered them through the airport and to their seats.  She slept most of the journey, but when she woke, the nerves that I had been expecting came crashing down on her. “This was a dumb idea,” she said. Jaquinn raised his eyebrows and looked around.  They were sitting in the plane on the ground, waiting for the…