Thank you for the responses, I'm glad people enjoyed my story and are interested in the concept. I'm continuing on, but this time I'm jumping backwards to the first text message exchange between Sherlock and Mrs. Hudson.
I shall probably be jumping back and forth like this throughout the fan-fic. I may turn towards the series, text messages Sherlock sent Mrs. Hudson about their cases, and I may add Watson to the mix. Expect the unexpected, I guess you can say.
The first text message:
Hudson: Gmw apd wmt mp. Holmes?
SH: Mrs. Hudson? Is that you?
Hudson: I was trying to send you a message. I'm new at this.
SH: Why are you texting me?
Hudson: I wanted to say hello. I knew you texted all of the time.
SH: Well, yes, but couldn't you text somebody else?
Hudson: I couldn't. I don't know anybody else who uses this.
SH: You wanted to say how are you Mr. Holmes?
Hudson: Yes I did, how did you know?
SH: Mrs. Hudson.
Hudson: Sorry. I know.
SH: Well, Mrs. Hudson. How are you?
Hudson: Fine. You?
SH: I just said fine.
Hudson: I just want to thank you for what you did for me. Not many people would do that.
SH: Mrs. Hudson, not many people could do that. Your husband would have stumped most people. I am not most people I'm glad to say.
Hudson: I know. He stumped me for a long while. Thank you again.
SH: Mrs. Hudson, are you safe?
Hudson: Quite safe, I think. I haven't been bothered since you turned them out of my house.
SH: Good. Contact me if you need assistance again. You have my number, of course.
Hudson: Of course. But you're in London, I'm in Florida.
SH: There are planes. Boats even. Is that a problem?
Hudson: I suppose not, just an inconvenience.
SH: Inconveniences can be overcome. They are small compared to the vast array of challenges and problems awaiting to be discovered and resolved. I relish the challenge.
Hudson: Good for you. I like a good crossword every now and again, but I'm not a great puzzle and mystery solver. I frighten easily. Never give me a crime novel.
SH: I'll remember that. Does it hurt?
Hudson: What?
SH: Your husband is dead.
Hudson: I'm fine. Really I am.
SH: Good. He was not a worthy man.
Hudson: Who is a worthy man?
SH: There are worthier men out there for you, Mrs. Hudson. Find them.
Hudson: Thank you, Mr. Holmes.
SH: Or you can find yourself. Call me Sherlock. It's easier.
Hudson: Sherlock. Thank you. I will find myself. I have found a part of myself, as a matter of fact.
SH: Good to know.
Hudson: Call me Mrs. H.
SH: Mrs. H?
Hudson: Easier.
SH: Of course. Do you still keep your married name?
Hudson: It's a good name even though my husband tarnished it.
SH: I agree. Suits you.
Hudson: Thank you.
SH: You're welcome.
Hudson: I'm turning off my phone. Good night, Sherlock.
SH: Good night, Mrs. H.
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