Chapter 10
Charlotte's Point of View
Mr. and Mrs. Brooke were close to insanity. Elizabeth and Katherine had gone to Maria Van Wyck's midsummer party and had been expected home around eleven. It was now one in the morning and neither one of the girls had shown up. Mrs. Brook was at her wits end.
"Peter we can't just stand here!" She said frustrated.
"Amelia, there's nothing we can do" he said trying to calm her down.
"Nothing we can do?! Nothing we can do?! Our daughter's are out there, they were supposed to be home two hours ago and all you can say is there's nothing we can do?!"
"Amelia, just calm down, you acting up isn't going to help anything" he said, making her sit down. "Charlotte, go and make some tea, for her please." I nodded and hurried to the kitchen where I started heating the water.
"But Peter we need to do something" Mrs. Brooke's voice drifted into the kitchen
"Amelia, what do you want me to do? Call the police?"
"Yes, I do want you to call the police"
I poured the hot water into a teapot and carried it into the room where Mrs. Brooke was seated in a chair and Mr. Brooke was speaking to James.
"James, I would ask Matthew to do it but he is not here right now."
"Of course sir" said James, he then turned and left. I assumed he was going to get the police.
"Oh, and James" called Mrs. Brooke
"Yes?"
"Please give them these two photographs of the girls" she held out two pictures, one of Elizabeth and one of Katherine.
"Of course" James took the pictures and left.
"I brought you some tea madam" I said walking into the room
"Oh, of course, thank you Charlotte."
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I don't know how long we waited until the knock came at the door. I jumped up and hurried to towards it, and opened it. In front of me stood a tall police officer, carrying Elizabeth, though it wasn't the Elizabeth who had left the house. This Elizabeth was dressed in boys clothes, her hair was a long tangled mess that hung out from under a newsboy cap, and she had a huge cut on the side of her face, but there was no doubt about it, this strange, yet not so strange girl was Elizabeth.
"Mr. and Mrs. Brooke!" I called "They've found her!"
Mrs. Brooke came dashing out of the room, looking very unlike her usual composed self and Mr. Brooke followed at a more dignified pace though quickly nonetheless.
"Oh Elizabeth! My poor girl!" Cried Mrs. Brooke as soon as she saw her, "bring her upstairs right away."
I followed them as they brought Elizabeth upstairs to her room.
"Do you think we should wake her up or wait until she wakes up on her own?" Mrs. Brooke asked the policeman.
"I think it would be better just to let her wake up on her own, besides, I doubt you'd be able to revive her anyway in the state she's in."
They settled Elizabeth on her bed, then turned down the lamp and shut the door. I followed them quietly, listening to what they were saying.
"Have your men found anything suggesting where our other daughter may be?"
"Nothing at all, but we will keep our eyes and ears open" replied the policeman
"Well that's all I can ask of you" replied Mrs. Brooke
Uh-Oh! The twins got mixed up! What will happen when they wake up? Well you won't find out unless you review!