From Sparky Dorian - The perfect gift
The Thought
"Merry Christmas Holmes," Watson said, handing me the present with a brief, nervous smile. "I wasn't sure what to get you."
I resisted the urge to raise my eyebrows. This was unexpected. I knew for a fact my new flatmate had little money to spare. Most of his army pension was going on his half of the rent.
"It is the thought that counts, Watson," I said, taking the gift with a grateful nod. Never before had I understood the saying so well.