Chapter #7: Edward Van Coon

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As I waited outside of the supermarket on a bench for John to finish getting groceries (I only came to get a few things that I myself needed/wanted), I fiddled with my phone. It had been roughly almost two months since the incident with the cabbie. It was right now nearing the end of March. Still quite cold. I wish John would hurry up so we could go back to the flat.

With my phone, I went into my email to check for any new ones. There were two. One from John (a forward) and the other from my sister Dahlia (which wasn’t just sent to me, but two of my other sisters as well). I glanced over at the doors of the store to see if John was out yet, but since he wasn’t I just decided to open the email and read what she wrote right there and then.

Dear Zinnia, Peony, and Bluebell

Hey, baby sisters! So, sorry for this email being almost a little over a month late. Cheryl and I were away for a good long bit and didn’t have any access to the internet that entire time. Unlike Cher, I was okay with it, but I do wish I could have sent this out sooner. Now that she and I are back in France, though, here’s the email! 

Anyway, happy belated birthday, you three! I’ve got presents for all of you so I’ll send them as soon as possible (though you’ll have to give me your new address Blu since Aunt Lily told me that you moved (good on you, little one!!!)). So happy to see the three of you growing up into three great young ladies. What’s it like being 25? Feel older? Well, I hope you all spent your birthday well (not everyone has the lucky chance of having their birthdays on Valentines Day!). You three are so lucky. I wish my birthday was on Valentines Day. August is just so bleh. 

Off track again. So, presents will be sent out soon. And last thing. Peony, I’ll definitely be there for the wedding next month. April 26th, correct? Yep. Definitely will be there. And Cher too! We are so happy for you, Peony! It’ll be a marvelous day for sure. Zinnia and Blu, I hope you are there as well. Actually, you better be. This is your sister we are talking about. And you should two should definitely be there considering she's also your triplet. Speaking of you, Bluebell, I hope to see that young detective fellow again. Cher and I both agree that the two of you are a great match. I can see the children now!!!

Well, that’s all I wanted to say. Hugs and kisses for all three of you! See you all in a month! 

Love

Dahlia and Cher

xxx

I groaned when I neared the end of the letter, though I couldn’t help the blush at the statement of children with Sherlock. I had forgotten all about my sister’s wedding. Thank goodness it was still a month away. That gave me more time to find a dress and such for it. And I’ve no idea what she means by hoping to see Sherlock there. I doubt half of the family would want Sherlock there. Actually, I doubt Sherlock would want to even be there. If Lia really wanted to meet him again, and I hazily remember Peony saying something about him definitely coming, I could always find a way to bring both Sherlock and John along. That way Sherlock would have another person to speak with and John could help me keep him in line. 

“Why didn’t you say your birthday was on Valentines Day?” John asked me. I jumped at the sound of his voice and found the doctor sitting next to me reading the email on my phone. I quickly turned off the device and stuffed it into my jacket pocket.

“I didn’t want to disturb you guys, John,” I told him truthfully with a shrug. “Sherlock was busy with a case, much more important than my birthday, and I didn’t want to bug you with something that isn’t too important.”

John gave me an odd look. “How is your birthday not important, Blu? It’s the day you came into this world. A very special day for you…and apparently two of your sisters as well?” I laughed when the doctor had a thoughtful look come onto his face. “Umm, how many siblings do you exactly have, Blu? I always hear you talking about sisters, but I don’t think I realized how many you had.”

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