Chapter 10 (Prompt 10)

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It took another full day before Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson could return to London.  Waiting for news was more tiring than actual travelling.  Eventually, they had to take a carriage to circumvent the flooded section of rail and rejoin the line at Birmingham.

At Euston Station, Holmes turned to Watson.

‘So, you’re resolved to remain in Kensington.’

‘Does that make me seem ungrateful, especially when you rushed to Liverpool at my request?’

‘Not at all. It hurts to lose one’s friends. I’m glad I could be there…’

This time. Those words, though unspoken, were nonetheless understood by both men.

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What a wonderful story! I like how you use Watson's reaction to Buckland's death as a parallel to subtlety show the other loses he struggles with. You handle it all so deftly! Very nicely done! My favorite part, though, has to be the silly exchange about young Watson without his mustache.

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I'm glad you like this story. Fitting in all the prompts with my self-imposed drabble format was a difficult challenge. I think a better story would have been possible in free-form prose, but it was the best I could do at the time.

Philip Frazer is an one of Pompey's (only_po) original characters who she introduced in the story Trust To Your Luck She gave me permission to play with him and I intend to do more with him in the future.