Then it hit her, the flaw in her plan. She had no idea what Iris looked like. How was she going to recognize her?The realization caused a few seconds ...f panic until she realized that it wasn't a problem at all. She might not know what the woman from Chicago looked like but Iris certainly knew what she looked like. Or at least what June looked like. All she had to do was get to the bar first and let Iris come to her."This isn't going to be hard at all," May told herself with confidence. A small. "Ok young lady, now you can give your Mom the wet set, Isabelle youagree?" She did it well before," Mom answered.I was so proud that I was allowed to take the cart-trey with the curlersand to do a wet set on my own. I took one of the curlers as gauge forthe width and parted her hair in sections for the traditional Mohawkpattern as I had been taught before. The sections had to be slightlynarrower than the curlers. Sandra had shown this to me when she gave methe perm and the wet set. And I just. He chose to be a consulting detective, and a chemist in his spare time. To be frank, he was a pain in the arse. Mycroft had cared for him since he could possibly remember. It was an afternoon in particular. Rainy outside, dreadful springtime weather. There was a hasty knock on the door. Mycroft looked up, surprised and only slightly irritated, he had not been expecting the Indian ambassador until 3 oclock. His PA Anthea shouldve mentioned any schedule change– But no. It was Sherlock. Mycrofts. Ginny joined me soon after. We were like zombies as we went through the motions of preparing breakfast. Ginny started to call for Andrew to get up and come down. I stayed her with my hand."Let him sleep. Right now I don't think I can look at him."Ginny had a pained look on her face, but nodded in agreement.I called into work that morning. I told them a family emergency came up and I would probably be out the entire week. They understood and gladly gave me the time off.My emotions were a jumble.