Florence Holmes

Reunited

3rd person
Florence and Enola were on there way to meet there two brothers Mycroft, a well-paid gentleman who works for the government and Sherlock, the worlds most
famous detective.

The two cycled down the countryside path on the way to the station, cycling was not one of there strengths.

"Now where to begin."

"The first thing that you need to know is that our mother called us Florence and Enola. She insisted on them in fact."

"I know I have an unusual name, but our mother is rather a fan of word games." Enola said.

"And well Enola spelled backwards, spells well, alone."

"And yet we were always together." Enola says smiling.

"Our Father died when we were young, we don't really remember him, and both our brothers left home soon after."

"We barely remember them either. So then it was just the three of us, and it was wonderful."

"Our Mother was not ordinary. She didn't teach us how to string seashells or practice our embroidery. We did different thing."

"Reading, Science, Sports, all kinds of exercise. Both physical, and mental."

"Mother said we were free to do anything at Ferndell."

"And be anyone. She was our whole world, besides each other."

"But she didn't share everything with us."

Flashback
Anola and Florence were walking about the halls reading there books, when they heard many women speaking inside, the two walked up the door and waited outside, listening to what they were saying.

"Right, ladies, to conclude our choices, The bankmen met, entangle herb or Ellie Houseman. Are we all agreed?." Mother asked

"Yes" said many women

"Ellie Houseman" Mother said

"Of course." came another voice

We couldn't stand there anymore so we pushed the door open, to see a group of women around the table planning something. As soon as we opened the door they all turned to us, hearing multiple gasps.

Mother walked around the table towards the door where we were still standing and shut the door in our faces.

End of Flashback

"Mother believed privacy was the highest virtue."

"And the one most frequently violated."

The two decided to take a break from riding their bikes, so they used the breaks, making their tyres screech as they did so.

"This leads us onto the second thing we need to tell you."

"A week ago, on the July morning of our 16th birthday, we awoke to find our mother was missing."

"She'd left Ferndell Hall, our home, sometime during the night, and she did not return."

They continued riding their bikes after there short break.

"She left us with little, bar some gifts she instructed Mrs. Lane to give us at teatime."

"We wondered why Mother had left and not gave us our gifts herself, she gave us an art set, with books about flowers inside and there was also a cypher."

The two were now cycling down a dirt path and Florence was watching as Enola started wobbling on her bike, and eventually fell off. Florence started laughing at Enola, she was still cycling when she didn't see a branch on the path, and went over it and fell off her bike, just for Enola to now laugh at her.

"And the third thing you need to know, and there may be those amongst you who have already guessed it."

"Is that cycling is not one of our core strengths, but needs must when you must speed somewhere."

The two then heard the train whistle as it was arriving at the station so the two jumped back on there bikes and raced towards the station. They got there just as the train was pulling in, so they both sat there bikes up against a fence.

"The forth thing that you need to know is that we are presently going to collect our brothers, Mycroft and Sherlock."

"Names which spell backwards spell out, respectively, Tforcym and Kcolrehs. Perhaps one shouldn't read to much into the 'alone' idea.

The two exited girls, waited eagerly on the platform for their older brothers, when Enola spotted the two coming of, of the train further of, she nudged Florence and she was confused of why Enola elbowed her until she saw them.

"Yes. Sherlock Holmes. The famous detective, scholar, chemist virtuoso violinist."

"Expert marksman, swordsman, singlestick fighter, pugilist and brilliant deductive thinker."

The two brothers started walking in the direction of there sisters.

"Our genius brother."

"He will have all the answers."

The two girls suddenly got nervous and stood up straight, for their brothers to just walk straight past them. They both looked at each other confused, they both turned around to face where they were walking.

"Mr. Holmes? and, um, Mr. Holmes?" Enola asked

They turned around and looked at us, we walked towards them.

"Yes." Sherlock said

"You sent for us?" Florence replied

"You sent a telegram. Asked us to meet you here."Enola said

The two brothers looked at each other and then back to the twins.

"And the fifth thing you need to know, is that they haven't seen us in quite sometime."

"Florence, Enola" Sherlock said

"My, God. Look at the both of you, you're in such a mess." Mycroft said sounding disgusted. "Where are your hats and gloves?"

"Well we have hats, they just make our heads itch." Florence replied

"And we have no gloves." Enola added

"They have no gloves?" Mycroft questioned Sherlock

"Plainly not, Mycroft."

"We didn't send for you, silly girls. We sent for the carriage. Did you at least bring it?"

"Crofty, what carriage are you talking about? because I have a few in mind." Florence said, earning a smirk from Enola.

"The carriage I pay for, and don't ever call me that again!"

"Right."

"I think you may have us confused with another house." Enola replied

Sherlock smiled slightly and shouted to a boy to fetch us a carriage.

"Quickly!" Mycroft shouted
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A/N - First chapter is complete, please don't be scared to give any feedback or ideas for future chapters

I hope this book doesn't turn out horribly, and If you are reading this thank you for choosing to read my story.

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