22 and 1

Medals

Thunder cracked out side I winced at the sound of it but I got up anyway. I never really liked thunder but it's something you have to get use to. I have notice strange things about Edgar mrs price was talking about. Like the number seven it's every where in the house not written on the walls but in content seven forks,knives plates cups,seven bells seven paint brushes and so on even Edgar's fingers there is only eight,both his pinkies are gone but his half a finger only goes to the knuckle so I don't know whether to count it as a finger or not.

Another thing about Edgar is a recluse I tried to take him shopping once but he nearly fainted at the statement and Edgar had spent the rest of the day hiding under the kitchen table. When ever I mention certain things Edgar hides until he forgets about it mostly when he gets hungry he comes out of his hiding spots. Edgar loves playing game and tricks,he doesn't like broccoli,and he has a dog. I didn't notice it at first until Edgar scraped half of our dinner he'd made into a bright red bowl and yelled at the top of his lungs "RED BEARD SOUPS ON!". There he came a scruffy red dog his coat was unkept and he moved very slow his red muzzle was littered with grey hairs. At first a wasn't sure if red beard I didn't trust him. But Edgar assured me "he's the best guard dog you could ask for and good pirate too". I got use to red beard but he mostly stays in the library because he can't keep up with Edgar any more but red beards never to old to make to the dinner table him and me both love Edgar's cooking. Speaking of Edgar's cooking no matter what Edgar's cooking he wears something on his head. It really depends on what he's making,if it's cookies he balances a wooden spoon on his head if it's. Something cooked in a pot he wears the spare pot on his head. He says it for good luck so he doesn't burn the food that's fine with me he could wear bright red lip stick for all I care Edgar's cooking was amazing.

Out of all 23 or 22 and 1 shelves as Edgar says the very top is his favorite,he dusts it every day with out fail. "Ellie",Edgar says snapping me out of my thoughts "can you help me dust my shelf today"he asked his blue eyes glazed over but some how still sharp. He turns the crank that lifts the swing into the as air i remember doing it for him. I held my breathe as I sway on the swing all the way to the top the sun and the moon were painted on the ceiling like yin and yang each threatened to spill over in to each other but never did. I turned my attention to the shelf as Edgar started to climb up the ladder. There were all kinds of things mostly metals and awards. I pick one up and started dusting this is strange I thought to myself None of this have Edgar's name on them. I look closely at the one I am dusting it reads Sherlock music violinist, another reads Mycroft science fair first place most of them have those two names but i spot another that read lestrade. Out of the corner of my eye I peeked at Edgar he didn't seem to notice I turned and picked up one of the many picture frames. It was Edgar and two other men,Edgar was the only one smiling and Edgar was younger than both of them. Edgar looked happy in the the picture like really happy not well I took other peek at Edgar. They were two different people I couldn't quite tell why. I asked who Mycroft was but Edgar stiffen eyes crystal eyes clouded with confusion "m Mycroft",he stuttered sliding down to the floor. I had just barley put the picture back on the shelf before Edgar hit the crank. I felt like was falling like at any moment I was going to slam into the floor but I didn't. Edgar slowly backs into the wall his eyes growing more confused "Mycroft",he repeats softly his eyes dart back and forth I was wasn't sure he knew I was here but he dashed out of of the room. "Wait Edgar iam sorry I i don't understand",I said running after him he goes around the corner he is gone by the time I make it around the corner off to one of his hiding places. "I am sorry",I say one more time in the empty hall way.