"Hello I'm John Watson." John could have sworn that he heard her gasp like a ten age fan girl.
She had a beautiful smile on her face now. "WOW, sorry to…" she was blushing now. "It's just…I've read all your blogs about the cases and…WOW"
John was smiling now too, a truly happy one, one that he has not has for some time. This woman was amazing, he could all ready tell. "I'm glad you liked them"
"They were wonderful! Like them? Mr. Watson I pretty much fell in love with them" her eyes were so bright like nothing John had ever seen.
"You can call me John" he said smiling. She was wonderful, everything about her just made John want to smile and laugh all day. To truly be happy again. She was intoxicating.
But then her face changed to a look of shock and sadness. "OH, oh I am so sorry…..I did not mean to intrude…."
John did not understand what she was talking about. "I can come back another time…later" She began to walk back to where she had come from. John understood "No, no it is fine. You can stay I am…..i was going anyway" somewhere in all the talking John forgot he was still standing at the grave. To tell the truth John was happier forgetting, just for a while.
"Mr. Watson, ….John are you ok?" while thinking to himself about the grave and all the pain, John had started crying. "Yes, yes sorry I don't know what came over me…..I was just…." John really didn't know why he started crying. He usually had a good grip on these things around other people.
Kay had moved closer to John then before she could speak John was hugging her and sobbing into her shoulder. She let he stay there and cry as long as he needed.
A small part of John never wanted to let go. Kay closed the hug wrapping her arms around him and calmly patting his back. Letting him cry. She would stay right there for him.