Trixie was sitting in her room looking out of the window. She was thinking of her Aunt Blanche. She had been a kind lady who had visited her many times. Her Aunt Blanche had died just last week and she was very sad. Trixie's mother knocked on the door to her small room and asked Trixie to take a seat on the bed. This was where Trixie and her mom had many a talk. With her little brother Bobby sometimes it was hard for a girl to get some privacy.

Trixie's mom took a seat and smiled at her daughter. Her little girl was beautiful was naturally blonde hair and big deep blue eyes. She was working on her schoolwork, she was still having trouble with math, but she was trying and that was all that a mom could ask.

"Trixie You know that today your father and I went to a lawyer's office. They read a will and you were named in the will. Your aunt left you her locket. It was the one that you always admired. She had the locket in her hand and gave it to Trixie.

Trixie looked down at the locket and had just a moment of sadness. The locket had been always around her Aunt Blanche's neck. She had admired it many times and had asked her if she could wear it. But her aunt had always told her that she never took it off.

Trixie held the locket in her hand and opened it. Inside was a very old photo of two very young girls one about thirteen her age, and the other about ten. They looked very happy together. She asked her mother "Who are these two girls in the picture?"

Her mother looked at her daughter and told her the younger girl is Aunt Blanche, the older girl was her sister Jenny who died of typhoid fever when she was sixteen. Your aunt always wore that locket as long as I can remember. Take good care of it this meant a lot to her.

Trixie looked down at the picture and promised her mother that she would cherish the locket forever. She put the locket around her neck and swore that she would always wear it as her aunt had.

Trixie's mother thought about telling her not to wear it while she was out playing and hanging around with her friends but thought about it and decided not to say anything.

As Trixie headed out to see her best friend Honey, she couldn't wait to show the locket to her. Honey was a very wealthy girl and had many things like this. Trixie did not have anything this fancy. Honey had all the material things that anyone could want. but was missing the type of life that Trixie had with her family. Trixie was raised by a loving mother and father and her three brothers.

Honey had been an only child until her mother and father adopted her brother Jim. She was left alone with Jim and her governess many times while her parents were gone on trips. As Trixie walked up the long driveway to the mansion where Honey lived she ran into her friend Jim.

Jim was the co president of her little group called the Bob Whites of the Glen. He was getting taller and his bright red hair and blue eyes made him easy to spot. He was walking his dog Patch. As Patch spotted Trixie he came running up to her with his tail wagging enthusiastically.

When the two friends met Trixie could not wait to show Jim the locket. She took the necklace off and showed him the locket and the picture of her aunt and the other aunt who had died before she was born. Jim looked at the locket and shook his head. "This is a good family heirloom. Take good care of it."

Trixie smiled and put the necklace once more on her neck being careful to make sure that the clasp was closed. The two friends walked up the driveway the rest of the way and went back into the house. Mrs. Trask came into the foyer and smiled at Trixie. Honey is upstairs in her room.

With that Trixie ran up the stairs to her friend's room. Honey was on the bed reading a book when her friend knocked on the bedroom door. She knew that it was Trixie, she recognized the sounds of her footsteps as she hurried down the carpeted hall. "Come in Trixie." she told her.

Honey's bedroom was large and she had a canopy bed. She had her own dressing table and two bureaus. Her closet was almost as big as Trixie's bedroom and she had a full bath for her own private use. Everything in the room was done over for a girl. everything that someone could want material wise.

As the two friends took a seat on Honey's bed Trixie showed her the locket. Honey thought that the locket was very nice and was amazed that inside the locket was a picture that was almost one hundred years old. "If I were you I would cherish this locket forever."

"I will. She was my favorite older Aunt. She was in her eighties. My mom says that she has always worn this even when she was a little girl." Trixie told her friend.

But now it was time for a meeting of the Bob Whites and as Trixie and Honey went downstairs they were met by her brother Jim. The three of them went out together to go to the clubhouse.

Trixie could not wait to show her friend Di the only other girl who belonged to the Bob Whites, the locket. Di's family had just come into money and she was always getting something new. Her brothers had already seen the locket so she was the only member of the Bobwhites who had not seen it yet.

As Di came into the clubhouse Trixie smiled at her and told her about the locket. She smiled at her friend and reached around her neck to take it off once again and she could not feel the necklace. The necklace and the locket were gone. She looked all around the clubhouse and felt through all her pockets. The locket was gone! She must find it.