Where was Jane? She was always off somewhere these days. I was beginning to tire and if Jane didn't appear soon then I would have to ask Carolina to watch the bakery. Heaven knows what would become of my little shop. The baby kicked violently beneath my overalls just as Jane happily glided through the door with a letter tied with red ribbon. "From Mr Gregory". She smiled as she balanced the note on my large bump. Pulling me up from my seat Jane then lead me into the back room where she sat me down again and handed me some warm tea. I pushed a curl behind one ear and read the letter.

"My darling Lizzie,
I presume all is well and I do hope that our precious bundle of joy is eager to join our world. Our wedding day is not far away my love and then we can be a family. Stay safe my dear.
- your Harry"

His gentle words caused a smile to spread across my faced I felt my cheeks redden as Jane stole the note from my hands. Playfully I threw a handful of flour at my youngest sister and sent her out into the bakery to serve our few but faithful customers. I shook my head as she flirtatiously persuaded a group of young men to purchase some freshly baked loaves that they never intended on eating and wondered what would become of her when I left the shelter of our quaint little bakery.

Since our mother and father had been hung four years ago Carolina had separated herself from me but had kept Jane close. I was grateful that she had taken over from mother when raising Jane, however I often found myself worrying about what my sister's true intentions were.

The baby kicked once again and I felt myself growing more weary by the second; before I knew it I was dreaming about the new life that me, my baby and Harry would lead. Me, my baby and the love of my life - Harry Gregory.