Where do I begin?

P.1

(A/N The bits in bold are the twins narrating.)

Enola: Now where to begin.
Isabella: Maybe how we got here is the best place.
Enola: Well then. The first thing you need to know is that our mother named us Enola and Isabella.
Isabella: We were told she insisted on it, in fact!
Enola: We know Enola is an unusual name, but our mother is rather a fan of word games. And Enola spelled backwards reads, well, 'alone'.
Isabella: And Isabella backwards spells allebasi. Which makes me think I'm thinking too much into it for no reason because of Enola.
Enola: She would continually tell us...
Isabella: We will be amazing on our own. So explain why we were always together.
Enola: Our farther died when we were very young. We don't really remember him. And both our brothers left soon after.
Isabella: So you gathered we don't really remember much about them, either. So after that is was just us three, it was wonderful.
Enola: She was not an ordinary mother.
Isabella: Far from ordinary.
Enola: She didn't teach us to string seashells or to practice our embroidery. We did different things.
Isabella: Reading, science, sports, all sorts of excursive, both physical and mental. Mother said we were free to do anything at Ferndell and be anyone.
Enola: She was our whole world.
Isabella: Beside each other of course. Considering we are twins.
Enola: But she didn't share everything with us. Mother believed that privacy was the highest value, so that's why she didn't let us share a room despite that's what some twins do, and the one most frequently violated.
Isabella: Which leads us to the second thing you need to know. A week ago, on the July morning of our 16th birthday, we awoke... to find that our mother was missing.
Enola: She left Ferndell Hall, our home, at some point during the night.
Isabella: And she did not return. She left us with little, bar some gifts that she instructed Mrs Lane to give us at teatime. It was some colouring pencils and a book of flowers she made herself.