10 years later

Sherlock

I picked up his coffee mug and sipped it slowly, as I read the daily paper. I glanced at the clock and looked at the closed door before him. Nothing, no murder or even a good crime. I looked a the date on top of the paper. May 10. A tear tricked down his pale face. All these years she never saw me cry, and I wasn't going to start today. The door swung open and a tall, pale, slender girl come out.

"So what do you think?" She asked. I peered at her. She had on very short shorts that were black and to snug black polo shirt with gray lace. Her long curly hair had been pulled back in a messy ponytail and she had on black flats.

"You look dark, and what's that...stuff on your eyes?"

"It's makeup and says the man that works in the morgue."

"I don't dress like that." Her face fell and tears were forming in her eyes.

"Listen, I'm really sorry. Hey maybe I'm just...um jealous that I can't pull off that...um shirt." He could tell that she was on the verge of bursting into laughs.

"Wow, the great Sherlock Holmes said that he's sorry! The planets are out of order!"

"Okay now I don't-"

"The dead are rising!"

"Thats very cute but-"

"The blind see, the lame walk, the deaf hear!"

"Okay, okay I get it. I said sorry and your being a 13 year old girl. What else is new?"

"So you like my new shirt? I got on sale at Miss. Kelly's. It's a new shop just round the corner. Their so nice in there." She said pouring her self some orange juice. "Anything good in there? A good murder or something?"

"Absolutely nothing. Not a single thing." My daughter always loved to help me with my cases and at the morgue. She had that determined look in her eye as came over to me and glanced at the paper.

"Something will turn up, I know it, Dad. You have to keep some hope. Are you going to the morgue today?"

"I don't know...you go get packed up for school, and I'll text Molly." When she left I pulled out my phone and started to type.

Need me today? SH

That depends, do you want to investigate a nice murder?

Be there in 20 minute SH

Oh and um Sherlock, I was wondering if maybe you'd like to go out to dinner tonight? There's this new place on Maple Street and I don't know maybe we could meet at my house.

Sherlock pondered on this. He knew that Molly liked him and he was 35 so he was young enough to go on a date.

I'd love to Molly, I'll see you at the lab SH

Fabulas, I have a date on the day my wife died.

Alice point of view

I started to gather my school things and put them in my bag, to get ready for Friday, the last Friday as a 8th grader. I went to the local public school and was about to be excepted into the best high school in the area, Hazel Academy, because apparently I am smart. Once all my books and my tablet was in my bag, I walked out and saw my dad looking giddy and happy.

"Oh my God, your happy. The planets are drifting-"

"Oh be quite. You need to catch the bus because I'm going to the morgue, and we could really use your help. We need your brains for this."

"I'll try."

"Now go or you'll walking to school."

"Goodbye." I said and kissed him on the cheek. I went to the door of our flat and opened it. I smelled the warm morning air.

"Good morning Mom."

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