Prompt from Wordwielder: Decorating
"Decorating? What for?"
"Sherlock, it's Christmas," Mary laughed. "This is the usual time to put up decorations. John told me Mrs Hudson was having trouble with hers this year, so I thought I'd offer her some help."
Holmes gestured to the basket she was holding with both hands, ribbons and bits of felt peeking out the covered top. "All of this?"
Mary blushed. "I might have brought a little too much. I've never been able to put up my own decorations before, it seemed so exciting."
"Oh, Mary dear!" Mrs Hudson poked her head through the door of the sitting room. "Don't worry about up here, Mr Holmes doesn't like any decorations around. Come down, we can have a cup of tea before we start."
"That sounds lovely, Mrs Hudson. I'll be right down." Mrs Hudson left the room. Mary gave Holmes a smile. "It was nice to see you, Sherlock. John said to tell you Mr Brownlee was right, and that he'll be around this afternoon to tell you more." She followed Mrs Hudson out of the room.
Holmes sunk back in his chair, returning to thoughts about his case. Before he did, however, the thought occurred to him that perhaps one Christmas decoration would not be so bad.
