"The names Lambert" The tall youth held out his hand to the red haired girl in front of him "David Lambert. Nice to meet you."
The girl looked nervously around. "I'm not very sure about this. My parents…"
The youth grinned. "Nah, they won't know anything." He jerked a thumb towards the dense patch of trees at the back. "C'mon."
The girl still hesitated. "Is it very important?" she ventured timidly. "Can't we wait until my brother-"
"He's not in the secret!" The grin on the boy's face grew wider. "Just a few minutes, lass, c'mon."
The girl hesitated one more tome, then slowly taking the boy's hand, allowed him to lead him into the trees.
Behind a tall, red haired boy followed quickly in his sisters footsteps.
I gave a gasp and sat up from my nightmare.
The hand on mine moved slowly and I looked around to see Sherlock Holmes sit up with a gasp, his eyes red rimmed, his face pale and his shirt soaked with perspiration.
"Watson!"