Another little preview of the next chapter of Operation Sledgehammer. Will be posted tomorrow, on what I'm officially calling Writing Wednesday. 😉
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Sighing, John crossed the room and sat across from him. “Sherlock… I know things have been… well, ‘difficult’ seems like the understatement of the century. You’ve been through hell these past few days, and I can’t imagine how that feels. But I do know how it feels to love a woman…” he paused as his eyes burned with tears, “…and then to lose her. It’s… it’s the kind of agony I wouldn’t wish on anyone, least of all my best friend.”
John bowed his head and squeezed his eyes shut, pushing those tears back where they came from. Once he’d managed that, he lifted his head and looked at Sherlock again, who looked as though he had a few tears of his own. Squaring his shoulders, John delivered the final blow. “I may have had the wrong woman in mind before, but what I said to you still applies. That chance doesn’t last forever. Take it. While you still can.”











