Prologue

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'Ding Dong!' "Who might that be?" Thought Mrs Franklin. She was in the middle of making dinner and having to answer the door was just another thing she had to do. Mrs Franklin walked over to the door, annoyed. She flung open the door looked around and frowned, "stupid door knockers," she thought until she heard, " Waaaaa Waaaa!" And looked down and what a strange thing she saw, a baby! All rapped up in tattered silk, well what looked like silk, and a note; please take care of Brooke as we no longer can. So Mrs Franklin picked up the baby and brought her out of the cold and into the lounge. Brooke looked up into Mrs Franklins young, caring brown eyes
and stopped crying.

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