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Reunion
Joan pulled the hairbrush through her hair as she considered the small envelope laying on her bed. She knew Kitty and Marcus would encourage her to accept the invitation and she was sure Sherlock would try to make her attendance sound positive but she really wasn't sure that attending a med school reunion would be a good idea.
"Watson!"
"Joan!"
She shook her head as she pulled the bedroom door open.
"What?"
"Can you come down here for a moment, please?" Sherlock yelled. Joan sighed, all thoughts of med school colleagues and friends who wouldn't understand her new life and new vocation abandoned.
"What is it?"
"Joan, please can you remind Sherlock 'holier than thou' Holmes that I am not a kid." Kitty glared out from under her dark hair. Joan smirked.
"Sherlock, Kitty is twenty five years old. Plenty old enough to take care of herself. Can I go now?"
"Yes." Kitty folded her arms. Sherlock looked from one woman to the next.
"No. I am well aware that in the UK the age of majority is eighteen and twenty one here in the U.S. What I wish to know is why one as apparently mature as young Kitty here continue to act in such a perilous way as to endanger themselves by riding on the back of motorcycles. I merely mentioned Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs and an argument ensued." Joan sighed.
"Kitty." She turned to the younger woman. "What Sherlock tried to say is that he thinks riding pillion is stupid and dangerous, even if it is Marcus' bike. He loves you like a kid sister and would hate to see you get hurt as would I." She turned back to Sherlock.
"Kitty thinks you are overbearing, interfering and overprotective but she loves you for it, as do I. Can I go now! Jeez! It's like being a mom!"
"Yes." Sherlock smiled as he looked away. Satisfied Joan made it as far as the stairs.
"Hey Mum!" Kitty yelled before Joan shook her head and ignored both of them. She had a reunion to get to.
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