Newton's Laws
John stared at the kitchen table. It needed cleaning. Mrs. Hudson would do it if he asked her. He opened the hall door, but just as he opened his mouth to shout he thought better of it and closed the door.
He flipped through an old newspaper he found on the floor.
"Holmes's rising fame was truly meteoric - brilliant and brief – and like all meteors it hurtled to earth dramatically."
John winced.
It was a terrible sentence – even he could see that. He imagined Sherlock's eye-roll and scathing commentary. Were meteors even on Sherlock's hard drive?
John almost smiled.