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Elizabeth Anne Boleyn was fresh out of school ... Central Michigan University ... and in her first job. Child Protection Agency agent. And as the newbie Miss Boleyn got the scutt-work ... and weekends.
Miss Boleyn hadn’t planned on a career as a social worker. No ... Miss Boleyn wanted to follow in her father’s footsteps. Miss Boleyn was going to be a first rate surgeon ... just like five of her antecedents ... including Mom ... two brothers were practicing. A third was a Resident. She had the genes.
But not the stomach.
Elizabeth Anne Boleyn routinely fainted at the sight of blood. It is one of the mysteries of American Medical Schools that pre med contains no hospital work until the last semester of the fourth year.
Four years and find out blood makes you nauseous and weak. All those premed classes ... all that money ... a useful degree is two more years ... or social work.
She took social work. The idea of more school that didn’t work towards the goal ... nope.
She applied...
“She has a degree. Accept her.”
“She’ll never last.”
“Nobody does.”
“She’s a beauty.”
“Buy her a bag of lemons.”
“Send her out on that wayward kid report.”
“Her clothes are too fancy.”
“Send her to Goodwill and give her a $500 dollar budget.”
“Don’t forget the heavy shoes.”
Boleyn shopped the ‘dowdy’ section. She looked AWFUL ... prefect.
The Monday after her first contact Elizabeth Anne Boleyn appeared at the office with THREE applicants for prenatal care and WIC.
“They live on a boat.”
Sudden inhalations of breath almost sucked the windows out of their frames.
“They’re Foreigners.”
Nearly shattered the glass.
“Might be illegals.”
The boss descended from her third floor corner office and shook Elizabeth Anne’s hand.
So ... Elizabeth Anne Boleyn wasn’t at the airport when Tyche Selene flew the 89% scale Pitts ... and proved to Junior’s satisfaction that she was, indeed, a Flintkote.
What the family knew ... she knew. Tyche Selene Flintkote was the first of the unknown known invaders ... or is that known unknown invaders.
“You need practice landing.” Junior said.
“Hey ... I lived.”
“True ... I’ll arrange a quarter scale set up for the pipe frame. You can fly that for a hundred hours.”
At the Hobby Shop, Junior bought a Ultimate 1/4 scale biplane snap together PNP kit and gifted it to Tyche. They retuned the Pipe to the Biplane frequency ... and THAT was what Tyche was flying when Mr. Animal Control showed up.
He didn’t really know why he didn’t like her flying at four years old ... but he didn’t.
The license blew him away.
JW showed up with a glass of tea and invited Mr. Animal Control to view the sun tanners.
“It’s a job,” JW said. “Someone has to do it ... might as well be me.”
JW had set up a ‘viewing’ station at the forward salon windows.
“Wow!” said Max ... Maximillian Sanchez ... the Animal Control officer.
“Yeah.” Said JW.
And Elizabeth Anne Boleyn stood up and started to walk aft.
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