The Abbey Grange: Paraphrase
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sherlock60Title: The Abbey Grange: Paraphrase
Author: gardnerhill
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: Postulates a relationship.
Summary: Sometimes you have to rewrite a bit to protect certain people.
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Holmes set down my manuscript. “‘Come, Watson, come! The game is afoot’? Rather florid of me, is it not?”
I smiled at him. “I could tell the truth. ‘I was awakened by a hand on my shoulder and a kiss on my cheek. ‘Wake up, dearest, we’ve a case. What a pity you must get dressed.’”
Holmes laughed. “I concede.”
Author: gardnerhill
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: Postulates a relationship.
Summary: Sometimes you have to rewrite a bit to protect certain people.
***
Holmes set down my manuscript. “‘Come, Watson, come! The game is afoot’? Rather florid of me, is it not?”
I smiled at him. “I could tell the truth. ‘I was awakened by a hand on my shoulder and a kiss on my cheek. ‘Wake up, dearest, we’ve a case. What a pity you must get dressed.’”
Holmes laughed. “I concede.”
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