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Chapter 3: To The Bookstore..

Sometime a few days later at 2472 Snapdragon Lane…..

"Emmaline! Emmaline Louise, come down now!" yelled Ginny Lillard, standing at the bottom of the stairs. Her three year old daughter

was upstairs playing with her dolls and Ginny was ready to leave. She had warned Emmaline that they would be leaving soon, but she had

refused to get ready. "Emma, you are coming whether you like it or not. Now let's go," Ginny said as she made her way up to her

daughter's room. She was prepared to drag her out if she had to, but Emma was standing in the doorway. "Mummy, where are we

going? I'll go if we go some place fun," the little girl said, giggling. "We're going to the bookstore to get Daddy a birthday present. You

have to help me pick out a book for Daddy and if Emma is a good girl then Mummy will buy Emma a new book too," responded Ginny.

Ginny's husband, Constantine, had a birthday in three days and she still needed to get him something. "Oh. Ok. I want a new book,"

giggled Emma, her green eyes sparkling at the thought of another book.

Ginny tousled Emma's auburn hair and took her hand as they made their way down the stairs and out the door. It was a nice day

andGinny was in the mood for some fresh air so they walked there. The bookstore was only about a two blocks away, nestled between

two shops on the small main street of their little town. It was a quaint but cozy and welcoming little store, and they had a surprisingly good

selection of books despite their small size. Ginny had found the bookstore one day shortly after she had moved there, about two years

ago. She was exploring the main street shops with her new neighbors when the rainbow over the door caught her eye. They had told her

about the little store and how it was a favorite with children because of the bright colors and their large selection of children's books. She

had taken Emma there shortly afterwards, and that was where Emma had developed her love of books. Emma was still too young to

read on her own, but she loved to be read to. Ginny smiled at this. Her daughter was so inquisitive and curious about everything and had

such a thirst for knowledge. She loved to learn new things and was sometimes very stubborn about everything. "So like your father, little

Emma," Ginny thought.

Ginny sighed. "A birthday present for Daddy," she had told Emma. Ginny had issues with that word, 'Daddy.' Constantine was the

only father Emma had ever known, but he wasn't her father. Emma's father was someone she had met in school and fallen in love with.

But things happened, and they never got married. Emma was too young to understand the difference yet, so as far as she was concerned,

Constantine was her daddy. Constantine was wonderful about it and treated her as his own daughter and Ginny knew he would always

do so. But she hoped that one day Emma would get to know her real father and the world she should be living in. Ginny was doubtful that

would happen anytime soon though. She hadn't heard from Emma's father in over three years and had no idea how to contact him. "But

it wouldn't be much use anyway," she told herself, "given his current condition." "He won't know who I am and he doesn't know about

Emmaline. I hadn't told him yet before…before it happened…" Ginny couldn't help but remember the event that had taken her first love

and her child's father away from her. That day was one she would never forget for her entire life. And it had changed her life in ways she

had never expected.

Shaking off the memories and coming back to reality, Ginny walked through the doors of the bookstore, looking forward to the next

hour she and her daughter would spend there. "Come on, Emma, let's go find Daddy a book." "Me too, Mummy, me too," Emma said

happily. "Yes, Emma, you too. We will get you a book as well." She smiled at Emma and got a happy squeal back. And as they moved

through the bookstore, focused on the task ahead of them, they did not notice the tall, raven haired man watching them intently from his

perch in the far corner of the store.

Thanks to all of you who stuck with this story. As long as you read, I'll write! And don't forget to review.

HarryGinnyfan23: Thanks for understanding! I think I'm getting closer to finding a groove and I hope this chapter was a bit longer. If not, I'm still trying. Keep reading!

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