Dorothea picked herself up from the soggy street. She looked at the locket and opened it. Inside was a picture of a beautiful dark haired woman. On the other side a pretty raven haired girl around the age of five. Dorothea gasped, the little girl in the picture looked like her friend Abigail Fortsworth.
"This is Abigail's locket!" she said
Dorothea knew she had to give her friend her locket.
The shop was now closed for the day anyway. Noah threw her out and fired her just when he would be closing up.
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