January 3rd, Inspector Hopkins came to call. The man that had stabbed her turned himself in. It was Mr. Merryweather’s caretaker. The mean faced man whom I never cared to learn his name. He told Hopkins that he had no knowledge of whom he stabbed. It was a way to keep the constables from chasingContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
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Winter Season
Poem Yet the silent falling snow caused him to smile. The bitter cold wind made his blood pump warm and wild through his veins. He took a deep breath as he grabbed a note book from the floor and began to write: I sit here staring out the window lately, dreaming of tomorrows white blanketContinue reading “Winter Season”
The Snake and The Rabbit
By the summer of 1905, Holmes was for all intents and purposes a new man. I say this with hesitation. True; however it may have been, Holmes still fought the black dog. She would just let him be. Always checking that the path to him was clear of any obstructions. Lizzie would smile when sheContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
Winter Season
Chester Chester; Chet to everyone that knew him, had asked Oscar several times if he wanted to look around. His answer was always no. Chet would laugh at him for a moment and move on to something else. Oscar’s thoughts turned to his friend for a moment. Chet was a wonderful friend and a greatContinue reading “Winter Season”
The Snake and The Rabbit
I was taken aback by his complement. “When can I see her?” Holmes asked. “Give us half hour.” He turned to me, “would you like to help?” “I would be honored.” “Dr. Watson will come get you.” We moved her from surgery to a bed where she could wake up on her own. I wentContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
Winter Season
The Morrison House Oscar was lounging on his couch gazing out the window at the cold landscape in front of him. A sudden pop from the fireplace brought his attention back into the room. Back to warmth and reality. When he gathered there wasn’t any danger from the fire, he returned his gaze back outside.Continue reading “Winter Season”
The Snake and The Rabbit
Late one evening in early October, I came into the parlor to find Holmes exceedingly hostile. “Did you know?” He whispered. The look upon his face gave cause for my blood to run cold. It created a full body shiver. I proceeded with the greatest caution. “About what?” Then he screamed at me as ifContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
Anti-self
When I was a little girl my mother would tell me, “if you look at yourself in the mirror too long, you’ll turn into a monkey.” That thought flickered across my mind as I stood looking at myself in the full length floor mirror. It is one of those that you would see in aContinue reading “Anti-self”
The Snake and The Rabbit
“But I fail to see how that could stop you. Love is the most powerful emotion I know.” “Watson.” “Do not Watson me.” She stood again, “soon you will know why. You will have the answer to your problem.” She turned to walk away, stopped, and then turned toward me again. “Watson, you will findContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
The Snake and The Rabbit
One muggy August afternoon, Inspector Hopkins came calling. He was a sorry sight. His head was hung low with his hat in his hand. Holmes, myself, Lizzie and Mycroft were having tea. The good inspector took a deep breath. “Both?” Lizzie spoke from her seat on the window. Inspector Hopkins looked at her with shockContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
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