Dear Diary,

So the page that was missing was during the time I was with Uncle Eddie.

Let's see if I remember correctly. Um, I was 6 and sometimes I visit my Grandpa. He's not really my grandpa, just a family friend on my mother's side. Daddy says that all my real grandparents are dead and he and Mommy were both only children. So if Daddy were gone, I would have no one...well not blood-related anyway. It'd be interesting what would happen if I had a wedding and Daddy wasn't there. Who'd take his place? Eh, don't want to think about that.

So the day started with Uncle Eddie wearing a disguise. He dressed in a long trenchcoat, sunglasses, and a medical mask. It was one of those rare days that I visit my Grandpa at his work. He works at the place most of my family avoid, the police station.

Grandpa is a.. hmm, what are they called again. Ah, a detective, but at a higher standing. Oh well it's not that important.

Uncle Eddie quickly dropped me off at the front. So there was a guy up front. I don't remember if I mentioned him before. He's a fidgety type of guy. He's scared of Grandpa, but who isn't. This was the first time I ever met him.

"Hello, little girl. How may I help you?"

"I'm here to see my Grandpa."

"Uh, who is your Grandpa?"

"He's very tall. Has a moustache. Looks like a teddy bear." I described him.

"A teddy bear?" He said.

"Yeah, um his name is Lt. Gordon."

AH! That's why Barbara looked familiar. She's Grandpa's daughter! Wow, my memory is bad. Then again I only met her once and it was only in passing. She was leaving, I was arriving. You get the idea?

Well, he was trembling. I think he has some kind of disease, possibly.

Well he took me to see Grandpa and well Grandpa barked at him for not being up front. The guy pointed downward to me and ran off.

"Oh, Luna. Didn't see you." He bent down and pet me on the head. "What are you doing here?"

"Visiting. Remember I told you I was coming last week?"

"Oh, right. I'm sorry. I've been so busy that it slipped my mind." He apologized.

We went to his office and I sat on the couch.

"What are you working on?"

"Well, I think your dad wouldn't like it if I told you?"

I pleaded with him with my big puppy dog eyes.

I could see him falter and he gave in.

"Okay, it's about 3 men who have died and letters have been carved into them. So far they are P-E-A and that's all. We have no idea why the killer is doing that."

Hmm, P-E-A I think that could be a name. I told him so and he smacked his forehead.

"Of course, something so simple. Thank you."

He kissed me on the head and well you know what happens later. They caught the guy. He killed them because he loved one of those girls. The ones Daddy don't like so much.

Okay now I have to get ready. Valentine's Day is happening in two days. TWO! I still don't know what to do. Maybe I should just go into a sugar-induced coma. Then I don't have to worry about this. Well wish me good luck!