Hey! Thought I'd change the meme slightly (only slightly mind!)
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Sherlock Holmes
23rd May 1890
It was a pleasant May afternoon, the weather not too warm or cool, and I was sitting in my consulting room, reading through my correspondence for that day. It was the time of year when business was set at a comfortable pace, it being too hot for colds and influenza, and too cold for heat-stroke and hay fever. There was a lull in the day's patients and I sat, with a hot cup of tea and relaxed.
There was a knock at the door, and I straightened in my chair, believing the caller to be my next patient. "Come in…" I called. I was surprised and inordinately pleased to see that my caller was my wife, Mary, with a refreshed tea-pot and another cup for herself.
"You are not busy?" she asked, cautiously.
I grinned, and stood, going to retrieve the pot of tea from her and setting it on the table. I then pulled her into my arms, and kissed her. "I am never too busy to see you, my dear."
Mary smiled back at me "I see that you have not received a summons from Mr Holmes for some days."
"Mr Holmes is in Paris, on some case or other."
"He did not ask you?"
"I think he wanted to do it alone."
Mary nodded, grinned and changed the subject "I have lost that beautiful silk scarf that Mrs. Forrester gave me as a leaving present before our marriage."
"Where did you last have it?"
"Do you know, I cannot remember. What do you think John…" her eyes lit up, teasingly "Do you think that it has been stolen by a secret gang bent on controlling the world of crime? Or a man with a secret vendetta against us? Or one of your love-struck female patients? What do you think?"
I laughed at her teasing of some of my more dramatic cases with Holmes, and smiled at her, all the time my love and adoration of her growing. "You forget my dear, I am a Doctor, not Sherlock Holmes."
Mary's face became more serious, and she kissed me fervently "I never forget it, and I thank God for it everyday."