Chapter 3

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Emma's POV

"Stop... 5 more minutes..." I say to my mom as she tries shaking me awake.
"No, sweetie you need to get up now." she says.
"Fine. Ugh."
She leaves then I slowly get out of bed and make my way downstairs.
I walk into the kitchen to get some breakfast and her and my dad are sitting at the table with a large paper snowflake.
"What is going on?" I ask.
"Snow day!" they say together.
My parents are already too spastic but in the morning and durning the holidays they drive me up the wall. Considering it is around the holidays and its the morning I am a little bit temperamental.
"It was thanksgiving 2 weeks ago how could it snow already? I thought that because we moved farther south it wouldn't snow as early."
"Well I think we should just make the most of it." My mom says with a smile. "Maybe there are some christmas decorations in the attic. And if there's not then we should go shopping for that today!"
"Yeah that sounds great!" My dad responds.

We walk up the stairs and into the attic. I turn around and Mr. Gold is there.
"I fixed the chair." He says
"Thank you." My dad says "The chair in the living room was about to bust." He explains to me and my mom.
"May I barrow these books? I know there are a bunch downstairs in the library but you can never have enough books right?" I say as I lift some dusty leather bound books.
"You know what, I hate that anyone lives here in the first place but it's not my house, and your payed to live here so do you what you want." Mr. Gold says just before he walks down the stairs.
"I... like him..." my dad says.
"Oh David stop!" My mom says as she playfully pushes him.
"Well I don't see any christmas decorations... so if you don't mind, I am going back to my room..." I say grumpily.

When I get to my room I get down on the floor to put the books under my bed and when I do I notice a case of some sort under the bed. I pull it out and notice it has a lock. It's a six digit number.  I guess I will have to put it away for a while until I have some ideas on what it could be. I think to myself. I decide to open one of the books from the attic instead of messing with the lock and as soon as I open the book, something falls out in my hands. A piece of paper. It is old and wrinkly, and not to mention, dusty. I open it carefully, so I don't break it and I begin to read.

July 9, 1971

Dear RH,
I am sorry I left so abruptly. And I know you have been trying to find me. I needed to take care of some personal business. My will needs to be re-written. I hope you can understand.
~R

So there is a will... I know Regina is 'R' but I wonder who 'RH' is.

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I sit on the couch in the living room watching one of Regina's old movies when my dad comes in with Killian.
"Emma someone is here for you." He says in somewhat angry voice.
"Hey, Killian, can you give us a second." I say as I pause the TV.
"Sure." Killian Responds
I drag my dad into another room and he says "Who is that guy?!"
"Calm down, he's just a friend." I assure him.
"Well I don't like that he wears a leather jacket, It's a sign of rebellion."
"Dad, chill."
"Ok, but I still don't like him."
"Be nice." I say
"Fine." He says frustrated.
We walk back into the living room and I say "Sorry about that."
"No worries..." Killian says in a British manor.
"Ok well i'm gonna leave now." My dad says and just after he leaves to the other room he shouts "And don't try anything!"
To which I instantly shout "Dad!"
"Sorry about that..." I say to Killian then I laugh nervously. He does the same thing, scratches the back of his head, and says "It's ok."
"So, what do you want to do?" I ask
"What do you normally do?"
"Read, but just now I was watching one of Regina's old movies. Want to watch one?"
"Sure." He says with a smile.

I put one of her old movies in called "Dinner in Beijing" and sit back on the couch next to Killian.
"Not so fast." My dad says as he separates us with his hands. He leaves then we sit and watch the rest of the movie with a big gap between us. When the movie ends I walk him to the door an he says "This was fun." I smile and say "Yeah it was... so I guess I will see you tomorrow, or just whenever we have to go to school again." Then suddenly he gives me a hug then says"Bye, Swan." then he walks out the front door. He called me 'Swan', I like it. I think to myself as I close the door. Then I suddenly realize that I can't stop smiling.
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Hey guys so I hope you like that this chapter had some CS moments😊

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