Prologue

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(YEAR 2032)

I sat in front of the brown oak desk staring at the millions of reporters, squeezed inside of the tiny downtown library. All of which dying to ask me more questions in which I probably already answered. This book really put a lot of stress on me. The thing is I didn't even think it would get published. As I was getting lost in my own thoughts Jerry my manager picked a reporter.

"Ms. Hallaway I must ask is there a child on the way?"

Just as I thought. The dumb-asses came to a book signing to ask about me. Not the damn book. As much as I wanted to call her stupid and say next question, I reluctantly answered.

"Me and my husband are not having a child at this time."

Thousands of questions poured into my head until I had two hours left. Shit two hours. Finally, a question caught my attention.

"How did you come up with such a realistic fictional character, such as Diana?"

The question spread a smile across my face.

"She was never fiction. She was just never in a book."

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