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Emma

"I am an official author." I mummer to myself. I just got my book published. I look over it again, a 234 page book about a young girl who is in love and struggles to keep the love a flow despite all the drama. I get to the back.

"About the author. " The print reads. "25-year-old Emma Hawthorne is an aspiring author, who has a great path ahead of her. Growing up in concord Massachusetts a graveyard of many great authors, she always dreamed of a bright future in the writing business. " I read . I run my fingers over the words, concord Massachusetts. Out of know where a few tears start to fall. Some happy, some sad. There's just so many memories. Especially the book club. I don't know what happened. We used to be so close. It was always the book club against the world. But then the college applications came. Jess headed to Julliard in
New York City. My brother and her stuck together, while he went to Dartmouth near by. Last I heard they had a small little apartment and they were happy.

Cassidy, ended up back in California. Surprisingly, going to Stanford. Not surprisingly, on a hockey scholarship. Megan on the other hand is living in the city of fashion. Paris. She's going to a school all about fashion called The Institute Francais de la Mode. Then there's Becca who is now a student of Blinn College in Texas. She's on a cheerleading scholarship as her mom wanted.

Then, there's me.

I finished my last college term a while ago. I was accepted into Harvard, for my great writing skills, and now here I am living close to home, while all of my friends explore the rest of the world. The worst part is that Stewart, should be with me. Him and I broke up before he headed out to college. I caught him kissing Annabelle Fairfax. I still can't believe he would do that. I trusted Stewart and the second that I turn around he kisses another girl.

But that was the past, and I'm living in the now. I got a small modest home Pretty close to Concord. The best part about my new home though is its office. A small room painted baby blue. All around it are painted on quotes from all my favorite books. I have my old desk in the center of the room between bookshelves. I spend most of my time in there.

Anyway, right now, I'm in a small café, having some tea. Nothing close to pies and prejudice, but still pretty good. I gather my things and get up from my chair. I'm about to leave when I catch a glimpse of what they're showing on the small TV.

"Gigi Wong Roches, the beloved owner of Pies and Prejudice in Concord, Massachusetts has just been found dead. Sadly, to say though, this was no ordinary death of old age. Gigi was murdered, and robbed. We'll, get back to that soon, now here's Skylar Andrews with the weather."

"Oh My God!" I yell. I quickly run out of the café and hop in my car, and start heading for Concord.

"I'm so sorry." I whisper as Mrs. Wong opens the front door. She burst into tears as she lets me in.

"Thank you sweetie." She manages in between tears. She gives me a hug, and we sit down on the white couch.

"What happened?" I ask hoping to get more details. I tried to reach Megan, but she didn't pick up.

"Last night, We were about to close up the shop and take Gigi home, but she insisted on walking, because she wanted to pick up some more clothes for the baby." She starts slowly.

"Whoa wait, what baby?" I ask clueless.

"You didn't know? Megan's 8 months pregnant." She says and for the first time today a smile appears on her face. "It's a girl. Gigi was so excited. We were planning to go up to Paris and surprise Megan with a small baby shower. Megan and Simon were also super excited to be parents. Megan even started a maternity clothes line." She explains.

"Simon Berkeley? They ended up together?" I asked surprised.

"Yep. He moved down to Paris with her. He recently proposed." She says smiling.

"Wow." I whisper suddenly feeling a stun of jealousy. It quickly fades though as Mrs. Wong continues

"So, we left Gigi at pies and prejudice, and headed out. We had just turned the corner when we heard gun shots. We quickly turned the car around, but by the time we got there..." She says, her eyes starting to well up again.

"Did they catch who did this?" I say feeling a surge of anger and sorrow.

"Not yet honey, and maybe not ever. Not every case gets solved. Especially one like this with little evidence." She says glumly. "One of The funeral is being held here in concord, Gigi requested a while ago that when she dies that her funeral be held at Pies and prejudices, or at the library, where the first ever mother daughter book club meeting was held." She starts, "And the second held in Paris. I would love it if you came to one." She says.

"I would love to." I say politely. "I should be on my way now."

"Okay. Thank you for coming, I'm glad that you came by."