Historias de Oliviajxo

It starts with a car crash. It starts with a hospital bed. It starts with a new family member. It starts with a need to fix, mend, repair. It is impossible to say what finally brought them together- what made them who they are. Some would say it was luck, the job and the strong pull of coincidence. Others would simply say they were in the right place at the right time.

'Normally, notes and scales and arpeggios would ring out from 221B Baker Street, especially at the times when Sherlock loses his voice. But not this time. He hasn't touched the violin in such a way since this blanket of silence began.'