A Study in Sherlock (1st book in Reality series)

Study in Pink Part 2

 "BREAKFAST EVELYNN!" Mrs Shaw called. I groggily yawned and stretched. The day was once again grey. I brushed my teeth and tried not to vomit. I changed into a pair of jeans and a plain maroon t-shirt. I put my hair up into a messy bun, with some stray hairs sticking out every which-way.. I was too tired to try to look presentable. I went down the flight of old stairs and went to the kitchen. When I got to the kitchen I saw that my uncle was sitting down reading the newspaper and my aunt was making bacon and eggs.

"Wow, thanks Mrs. Shaw." I said as I looked for a plate.

"No. Your food is on the table." I smiled and went to the table, only to see that the plate to which she was referring to was a frozen plate of waffles. "You make your own food in this house." She told me. I nodded reluctantly. I put the plate into the microwave and waited.

"I want my coffee, Anna!" My uncle said,

"Just a moment, my dearest Will." She replied. She looked at me with a rage I couldn't quite place. "Make him some coffee, girl. He loves it black." She scolded me like I was supposed to make him coffee, as if that is my job.

I made him the coffee and sat in front of the pig. The man was eating bacon and eggs like a slob. The runny eggs he wanted, the yolks went down his brown beard. Mrs. Shaw was better at least. We all sat in silence, like something awkward just happened.

"Now girl, since you live with us now and we allowed you into our home, you must do the chores around her. You shall have to make breakfast in the morning and dinner in the evening, you must also do the laundry and vacuum the house and clean the bathrooms each day." The pig said.

I laughed, "What is this Harry Potter? I agree I will do SOME chores, but not each day."

"You will do it, or else you will find yourself in an orphanage." Mrs. Shaw said. I looked at the two unsure if they were serious. I was curious, why did they take me in? Did they do it because they wanted a maid? Are you kidding me?

"Why did you take me in?" I asked.

"We took you in out of the goodness of our hearts." The pig said, then he handed me ten pounds. "Now go take our clothes and wash them at the laundromat." When he finished, I rolled my eyes and went to the laundry area and to my room to wash and get the clothing. I had to get a large basket to carry everything. It seemed like they haven't washed their clothes in ages. I carried the basket to the nearest laundromat and put the coins in, and washed the clothes. It took 3 hours to wash every single piece of clothing, by the time it was done it was lunchtime. I dragged the clothes back to the flat and I was met with Mrs. Shaw.

"Good Lord girl, what took you so long?" She interrogated me.

"I washed the clothes like the pi-Mr. Shaw asked me." I replied, I am glad I didn't call him a pig in front of his wife.

"Well Mr Shaw wants some candy floss. Go get it." She said and handed me 2 pounds and shoved me out of the door again. This time I went to the fifth closest candy shop. I didn't want to have to see them for a couple hours.

"Lady, this is not enough." The candyman said as I tried to pay. I left the store empty handed. I took this as an opportunity to explore London. I went down streets and alleys and went into bookstores and libraries. I explored parks and I was happy. I was also tired so I sat on a bench and took a nap. It was hours later before I woke up

"Time to face the music." I sighed as I started to head back. It was dark now and I walked the now empty streets of london. I turned on a street and saw the police were there. They were also blocking my path. I didn't really care. I ducked under the tape as a dark-skinned woman walked up behind me, her face scrunched up in exasperation. "Girl, this is a crime scene, you can't enter." Her voice was a deadpan, tired drone.