It was now 9 days until Christmas and Joe was still in a bit of a mood. As he was walking with Amy, Ben and Tom towards the ice rink, Amy looked over her shoulder, she quickly took a second glance to see Dianne running past the fountain, they all looked at each other and ran after her
Dianne turned a corner and ran through the door to the left of her
Someone had called Dianne, round to the book store, she rushed in to see Ryan, he was 26 and the owner of the book store along with his wife
He was holding a small baby in his arms
"Ryan, What What-?"
"She had the baby, a couple of minutes ago, do you want to hold her?"
"Please"
As Dianne held in to the small child, Amy rushed in and looked at her shocked
"How long did we take?" She said looking round
Ryan spoke "she had the baby"
"Oh my, oh she's so cute"
Soon enough everyone came in, Ryan walked to the back to see his wife, but as he approached, Dianne heard him call her name louder, she passed the baby to Amy and ran in, her body was lifeless, Ryan had tears in his eyes,
"Melissa? Mel" Ryan was saying trying to wake her up
"Missy?" Dianne said as she approached
She checked her pulse, there was none
"She's gone" Dianne simply said
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Everyone sat round in the bookstore, waiting for the doctor to walk out with the news, Dianne was sat on a chair, in her own world
Tom walked over to her and sat next to her,
"It'll be okay"
"How? She's left with no mother, and now Ryan is widowed"
"I know but she'll have the best father she could and all of us are going to be family to that child okay, so please don't cry"
Dianne chuckled "thanks"
"Hey how's your long lost love?" Dianne asked him, just yesterday Dianne found him practically skipping with a letter in his hand, he came into the bakery smiling and him and Amy had questioned why, Tom had found a girlfriend, Katie
"She's amazing, I never though I could feel this way about a girl"
"Aww, that's amazing Tom, I'm so happy for you"
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A Baker's Secret
FanfictionShe's a baker's daughter, day in day out making bakes and bread. Set in the days of old small towns, no technology, just letters, books and sitting by an oil lamp or candle light, or the fire from the log burner. He's the son of a family, a stay a...
