Sherlock came down with a case of hiccups on Christmas Eve.
“Conveniently timed to avoid going to church with me,” John remarked.
“That’s not-what’s happening-anyway-I will find-a scientific way-to destroy these.”
“Don’t sound so violent about it,” John said fondly, and kissed the top of his head as he left.
Sherlock hiccupped.
His mother
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