Chapter Two

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"My God. Look at you two! You're in such a mess. Where's your hat and your gloves?" Mycroft scoffed. Sherlock rolled his eyes



"Well, I have a hat. It just makes my head itch." I started "Enola has gloves"



"Josephine has no gloves? Enola has no hat!?"



"Plainly not, Mycroft." Sherlock chuckled



"We didn't send for you, silly girl. We sent for the carriage." Mycroft's eye started to twitch. I elbowed Enola


"look at his left eye" I whispered. she did so. she cackled


"now that's what I call funny" Enola said



"Did you at least bring it?"


"The carriage?" I asked. he nodded



"What carriage would you be wanting? Because I have a few in mind..." Mycroft interrupted me


"The carriage I pay for!"


"Right. I think you may have us confused with another house." Sherlock smirked. he turned


"fetch us a carriage." the man Sherlock was talking to nodded


"Quickly!"


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we neared the house

 I tried to pick up a flower from the ground, and Mycroft slapped it from my hand!


"hey! that flower was going to die! I at least needed him to die with friends!" I said to Mycroft


"friends? die? how would you know, you're just a silly little girl"


"I might be a silly little girl, but I study this." I said pointing to a tree "it's my favorite pass time as well, Mycroft" I said emphasizing his stupid name. I grabbed another flower, about to die


"Jollocks, Jo!" Enola said, laughing


"and I'll have you know you can tell a flower is about to die by If the stem is mushy or brittle. really you just need to check the roots for the same conditions." I pointed to the roots "The roots, too, should be pliable but firm. If both the stems and roots are brittle or mushy, the plant is dead and you will simply need to start over." Mycroft's mouth shot open


"and where did you learned that?" he asked

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