Holiday Drabble - 3 Dec 2012
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These have been rather John-centric so far. I'll see if I can't do something about that tomorrow. Meanwhile, here's today's holiday drabble.
A moth-eaten Santa suit
BBC Sherlock
Rating: G
Spoilers: None
Length: 100
Thanks to
methylviolet10b for the prompt! Hope the result isn't too maudlin for you.
John hadn’t planned on going into Harry’s attic. She’d sent him up for decorations for her tree. Trying to be the good brother to his working-so-hard-to-be-sober sister, he’d climbed the steep attic staircase.
He pulled the cord on the bare bulb hanging from the low ceiling, then opened the first box he saw labelled “X-mas”. The smell of old wool and rot struck him, followed immediately by his last happy childhood Christmas memory: Dad absent; Mum laughing with Aunt Jo; baby Harry asleep; Grandpa dressed as Father Christmas.
He lovingly patted the moth-eaten red coat, and carefully closed the box.
A moth-eaten Santa suit
BBC Sherlock
Rating: G
Spoilers: None
Length: 100
Thanks to
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John hadn’t planned on going into Harry’s attic. She’d sent him up for decorations for her tree. Trying to be the good brother to his working-so-hard-to-be-sober sister, he’d climbed the steep attic staircase.
He pulled the cord on the bare bulb hanging from the low ceiling, then opened the first box he saw labelled “X-mas”. The smell of old wool and rot struck him, followed immediately by his last happy childhood Christmas memory: Dad absent; Mum laughing with Aunt Jo; baby Harry asleep; Grandpa dressed as Father Christmas.
He lovingly patted the moth-eaten red coat, and carefully closed the box.