Chapter Three: We Meet Again

It was December of 2014, Emily was now 41 years old. After living in Newark for many years, after she left Little Britain, in 1987, she had returned. She had bought the house she used to live in, many years ago, and had moved backed into it, a few days ago. It was very cold and it was snowing. It had been snowing for two days straight. Emily was happy to be back in Little Britain and was happy she left Newark.
 Emily took a nice drive around Little Britain, remembering her life here. She remembered how her life was here. She also remembered her best friend, Elizabeth Beiler. She hasn't seen Elizabeth since 1987, after loosing contact with her. As Emily was driving, she noticed an abandoned schoolhouse, the schoolhouse Elizabeth once attended. Emily parked her car on the side of the road, in front of the schoolhouse. Emily got out of her car and approached the stoop of the schoolhouse. She walked up the schoolhouse stoop and opened the door, which was surprisingly open. She then walked inside the schoolhouse.
 Emily looked around the schoolhouse, for a while. She had been in this schoolhouse, quite a lot, because Elizabeth invited her to come to school with her and the teacher allowed it. It was a shame that the schoolhouse was now abandoned, but a new schoolhouse had opened in 2001. The new schoolhouse was down the road from this schoolhouse. All of the books, desks, and other school equipment were still in their exact spots.
 As Emily was looking around, she didn't notice someone walk in. An Amish woman, who was around 5'8, had walked in. She was rather overweight, with brown eyes and brown hair. She wore a plain purple dress, black apron, kapp, black stockings, black shoes, and a black wool coat. The woman stood at the door, without Emily knowing. The woman was around Emily's age. The woman held a waking stick, in her right hand.
 The woman pounded her walking stick, on the ground, two times. Emily got startled and turned around, quickly. "Who are you? Why would an Englishman, like you, be here?" The woman asked. "M-My name is Emily Williams. I-I was just looking around. I used to come here, with my friend, a very long time ago," Emily replied. The woman then raised an eyebrow. "Who was your friends name?" The woman asked. "Her name was Elizabeth Beiler," Emily replied. The woman chuckled and sat down at a desk, that was in the back. The woman continued to look at Emily. "I knew Elizabeth. She was a friend of mine, as well," The woman said. "Really? Do you know where she is now? I would like to see her again," Emily said. "She is right here. You are looking at her, right now," The woman said, with a smile. "Elizabeth? Elizabeth Beiler?" Emily asked. "Yes, well I'm Elizabeth Fisher, now," Elizabeth replied.