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Lunch with Dawn

Dawn, and Dawn's Dave, dropped by, and hauled me out to lunch. We had fun. I got to giggle with her quite a bit. I'd been hoping for a little more just-girl-talk time, but this was all right. Dawn's Dave is nicer when he's calmed down and not horrendously keyed up over his wedding or his fiancée's graduation.

Dawn warns me that if I'm not careful, Darkside's parents might start contemplating weddings without our consent.

There was assorted geekage. I have hugs to pass on to Darkside. I also must remember to update the list of people that the four of us trust with Darkside -- I'd spaced my Big Bro and Dawn.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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