Prompt: Closed for the holidays
By: Riandra
"Cheers Doctor Watson! I say Tell Mr Holmes I hope he recovers soon!"
"I will- thank you, my good man." And the good doctor hurried home after a visit.
"Well, that's that, my girl- you can go home now." I say to a young lassie of fourteen with brown hair longer than Saint Nick's beard.
She nodded her head in thanks and set about tiding up what she had been working on in my beloved museum.
"We'll be closed for a long time, you know. So don't come to work until late January, alright?"
She nods, and looks crestfallen. Now she wouldn't have anything to do from now till then.
"Cheer up lass- I know you don't earn money here, but I have a little something for you."
I hand her a bag of humbugs and chocolate.
"There, share with your family now, wouldn't you? Consider it a little gift from me."
She looks at me, eyes glistening, and then she throws her arms round me and runs off for home, as happy as could be.
As for I, well, she is a lovely quine, though she is a mute. But we get along just fine.
She was ever so disappointed when she first found that she will have to stop for the Christmas holidays, bit I'm sure Frances will be fine.
I smile bitterly as I lock the doors.
"Farewell, old friend," I murmur. "I shall see you."
Now I have to get presents for my children and wife.