"Dad's twenty-nine now," Chloe said thoughtfully.     Her age is linked with his and she notices it. Last year it was twenty-eight and five; this year, twenty-nine and six.  The wheels of time turn round and round each year with equality. I was nineteen when I had her, just a girl, and just a woman.   She will always be Eldest; my Firstborn- words I disliked for myself but that seem so fitting for this dark-haired, dark-eyed beauty of a daughter.  May she have every gift we can bestow, and surpass us in every way.