The Snake and The Rabbit

Very personal note 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 couldContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

The Snake and The Rabbit

Desperate with a knife 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 keepContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

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

1907 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 whenContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

The Snake and The Rabbit

Kicked when down 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 herContinue 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

Questions never have pretty answers 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 heContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”