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Alice and Peter sat on one side of the large table in their dining room, facing their youngest daughter whose chin was up, staring them down and waiting for an answer. The two had been given an ultimatum. And it looked like something they couldn’t say no to.
“So, let me get this straight,” Alice said. “If we want the exclusive to the story—the info that the police isn’t giving out, to what happened on the scene. You are going to write it.”
“Yes,” Emmie said, creating a momentary silence.
“I thought you didn’t want to study journalism,” Peter said, looking confused as to what her daughter’s motives were.
“I don’t. It’s boring,” the girl said and inwardly smiled at the way her mother gritted her teeth. “Plus, I’ve been learning about it since I could read and write and listen. It’s easy for me. Photography, on the other hand, is something I’m passionate about and I’d love to get better at.”
Peter looked over at his soon-to-be e
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