I walked into the dining room to find my dear and lovely wife Mary sitting at the table in the middle of eating her breakfast
"Good morning John, do sit down and eat." Mary said kindly, motioning to the empty seat and table place where there was already food waiting for me.
I took a seat. Breakfast was my least favourite meal of the day, as far as I was concerned it was boring and repetitious. No wonder Holmes rarely took breakfast. Mary and I talked about the day ahead of us, I would have to go to work soon at my surgery; something which I was slightly dreading. Mary was in the midst of talking about meeting one of her friends for lunch when there was a light tap at the door.
"Come in I said." our housekeeper Jane walked over to me holding a note.
"There's a telegram for you sir." She said handing me the paper.
" Thank you" I said.
"Is there anything else you need sir?"
"No thank you Jane, thats all for now." She nodded and walked out of the room closing the door behind her.
I opened the note and looked at it. What I saw on the page made my heart stop, and filled me with a strong sense of dread and fear.
"Oh God." I whispered quietly looking up from the telegram.
"Whatever is the matter John?" Mary asked with a look of concern written on her face.
"It's Holmes." I said the words catching in my throat and my voice trembling.
A/N: please review if you get the chance. Next chapter should be posted very soon, hopefully. Thanks for reading.