Gossip at the coffee shop.
Brittany waited patiently for her baby sister to show up for their lunch together. Usually she was the one who was late, but this time it was Eleanor. She heard the sound of the small television behind the counter. Her ears caught the horrifying news, and she got up from her seat and stared intently at the news broadcast.
“The body of a young college student was found today in her off campus apartment. Tara Moreland was found stabbed to death in her bedroom. Authorities are baffled by this turn of events. This is the second casualty in the last month, leaving the local police wondering if we have a serial killer on the loose.”
“Oh, my god,” Brittany said out loud.
“Isn’t it awful,” said a girl from behind her.
“Brittany turned around a little startled. She was relieved at recognizing the girl. “Oh, Jess, hi.”
“Hey, Brittany,” Jess said. “I couldn’t believe it when I first heard.”
“How?” Brittany asked, still shocked by the news. “When?”
“A few hours ago? They think it happened last night? I still can’t believe it, first Stacy and now Tessa. And she seemed so happy the last few day, especially after she told me about her and Robbie…”
“What about her and Robbie?” Brittany asked.
“You know? She told it was her first time, so it was really special. She told me that they were going to get married this summer and now…”
“Oh, my god, and after everything that happened with Jeanette,” Brittany said, obviously upset. “Now this.”
“Oh, yeah,” Jess said. “I heard about your sister. How’s she doing?”
“She’s better, but she still in the hospital.” She stared at the Television, remembering the picture of the dead girl, thinking that could have been Jeanette.
At that moment Eleanor came up behind them. “Hey, what’s up?” Brittany was too stunned to speak still staring at the television. “Brittany, are you okay?”
“Yes,” Brittany said in a sort of haze.
“We just found out Tessa Moreland was murdered,” Jess said.
“What?” Eleanor said, shocked. “I just talked to her yesterday.”
Brittany sat down, feeling like if she didn’t she would fall down. Eleanor sat down in the chair opposite her.
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