The thought of this makes me cry all over again. My friend with the iron clad constitution fell apart. That powerful, logical mind was overcome, undone. Long after the last mourner went home, Holmes stayed at the grave side. I sat in the shadows for a long time watching him. I could not abandon himContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
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The Snake and The Rabbit
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”
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”
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”
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”
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”
The Snake and The Rabbit
“All things die good doctor. To me a bird in a cage is a sad bird; they fail to hold their splendor . Their colors are never as brilliant. Their songs never as lively as when they are in their natural element. Being in that cage does bad things to them.” “Surely people are different.Continue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
The Snake and The Rabbit
Several days later Inspector Hopkins came to visit. This time we were all present as we spoke with him. Hopkins had developed an amazing time line of events and an incredible narrative. It was difficult for Holmes to give complements but he gave them freely to Hopkins on this occasion. And with Lizzie’s improving health,Continue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
The Snake and The Rabbit
There was a knock at the door, “what now?” Holmes growled. He opened the door to Mrs. Hudson. She said not a word but handed him a card. Holmes thrust it at me. It read, Jamaal Xeteal Carib. I handed the card to Lizzie, “is this a real person?” I asked. “What kind of nameContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
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