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Thanks for the nice reviews. Since I finished this chapter a bit early I decided to give you all a treat.


"Eve, is that you?" Rebecca Thomas called from the kitchen.

"Yes Mum," the girl said shutting the door behind her.

"You're late honey. Wash your hands, we're eating soon."

Eve walked into the kitchen and quickly kissed her mother before climbing on top of the bucket to allow her to reach the sink. "Is Papa home yet?"

"He should be here in a few minutes. He's bringing a guest with him."

Eve began to get excited as she set the table and the door opened. "Papa," she said running into the man's arms.

"How's my little ray of sunshine? Did you have a good day in school?" Peter Thomas asked.

"Yes, we learned all about how to add and subtract two digit numbers."

"Well that'll come in very handy some day," he said putting her down.

It was then that she noticed the tall man standing behind her father. Unlike her father who had a warm smile on his face, this man seemed to have cold empty eyes and gave Eve a chill as she looked at him and his face was set in a frown.

Peter put an arm on the man's shoulder not noticing the look on his daughter's face. "Eve, I'd like you to meet my new business partner. He's been almost like a brother to me. This is Evan Roberts."


The Turner's were sitting down to a light supper.

"Liam, you have to eat your vegetables. Don't you want to grow up big and strong like your father?" Elizabeth asked.

Will chuckled as Liam picked up his fork and it was half way to his mouth when he stopped.

"Mum, can I ask you a question?" he asked tentatively.

"Of course son."

"Why are we here?"

Will looked to Elizabeth and she looked back at him. "We're on a holiday son, just like I told you."

"Yes but something is wrong. I can see it in your eyes."

Liam is much too wise for his own good, Elizabeth thought to herself. "Nothing is wrong son. Now finish or else I'm not giving you any dessert."


Eve and her mother began to take the dishes off the table when everyone was finished.

"Dinner was wonderful again Becky," Peter said kissing his wife on the cheek when she leaned over for his plate.

The dishes were then brought to the sink and Eve stood on her bucket to dry them as her mother washed. It was finished in no time thanks to Rebecca's quick cleaning and Eve's quick drying.

"I really should be going," Evan said standing up.

"Are you sure?" Peter asked.

"Very sure," he said with a half smile.

They shook hands before he came over and shook Rebecca's hand as well. Then he came over to Eve and extended his hand. "I hope to meet you again someday. You have such a pretty name for such a pretty girl."

"Umm, thank you," she said taking his hand and shaking it.

He was gone a moment later and Eve couldn't be happier.


Elizabeth tucked Liam into bed and sat looking down at him.

"Mum, can you tell me a story?"

"Alright, which tonight?"

"The one about the time Papa fought off Uncle Captain Jack. That's my favorite."

"Fine," she said pretending to be exasperated. "Jack had just escaped from holding me hostage and knew that he needed to hide so as not to be hung. He went into the first building he saw."

"Papa's Blacksmithing shop."

"Exactly. Anyway, he found Mr. Brown drunk in the corner and thought he might've only been asleep. Well, wouldn't you know it but..."


Eve was lying under the covers remembering the day she'd had. School had been a bore as usual. No one had talked to her and since she was mostly left alone she read. Of course she didn't mind that because Literature was her life. That and History; history was another fascinating topic for her. Discovering the lives of those from before she was born. Eve sighed as she turned her head to look out the window.

There, shining just beyond her reach was a shooting star. Taking care to not make noise since her parents were likely asleep already, she got out of bed to make a wish.

"Star light. Star bright. First star I see tonight. I wish I may. I wish I might have the wish I wish tonight," she said with her eyes tightly shut. "I wish I could meet my idol, Elizabeth Turner."


William was asleep for at least an hour already. Sitting by the open window, Elizabeth stared at the beautiful sky that still managed to take her breath away.

Then she saw it; a rare shooting star. Excitedly thinking back to her childhood, she quickly shut her eyes and whispered that famous phrase.

"Star light. Star bright. First star I see tonight. I wish I may. I wish I might have the wish I wish tonight. I really, really wish that we could find my daughter safe and sound."

Elizabeth opened her eyes and chuckled before deciding that bed was her best option. "Good night Eve," she whispered "wherever you are."


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