Holmes stare at me and smile. I froze, right there. Then Lestrade and Mrs. Hudson get in to the church, so I get in too.
Lestrade sits beside me. I still.. Is this a joke? Holmes? He's marrying? Are you kidding? The I see the Priest reading it all. "I do." The bride says. Then the Priest turn to Holmes and wait. Ago there was a tense silence. Holmes looks like cogitate his own decision to marry. Then suddenly he said,
"I do."
I can't believe it. It all happened so fast.
When everybody's out, I still froze there. "Hello, Watson! What are you doing? You close your clinic to come here?" said someone from my back. It's Holmes that I know, messy hair, shabby coat, and emaciated.
"Oh, it's the groom," I said. Then he smile and sit beside me. "Who is she?" I asked. "Why, you jealous?" he joked. "No, Holmes, I'm serious." I said. "Okay then," Holmes said, "Her name is Rachel Crome, or Rachel Holmes. She is a scientist I met in France. She is... Well, I'm forced to admit, smart, and attractive. We've been communicating for five month. You see mails I got from R. Crome?"
"But you said she's your friend!" I said. "Well, she is my friend, right?" said Holmes. "Me and my wife will come to your house tomorrow at nine a.m. I got to go, Watson." Holmes said as he walk away.
And there I am, left speechless in a sadly loneliness.
Lestrade sits beside me. I still.. Is this a joke? Holmes? He's marrying? Are you kidding? The I see the Priest reading it all. "I do." The bride says. Then the Priest turn to Holmes and wait. Ago there was a tense silence. Holmes looks like cogitate his own decision to marry. Then suddenly he said,
"I do."
I can't believe it. It all happened so fast.
When everybody's out, I still froze there. "Hello, Watson! What are you doing? You close your clinic to come here?" said someone from my back. It's Holmes that I know, messy hair, shabby coat, and emaciated.
"Oh, it's the groom," I said. Then he smile and sit beside me. "Who is she?" I asked. "Why, you jealous?" he joked. "No, Holmes, I'm serious." I said. "Okay then," Holmes said, "Her name is Rachel Crome, or Rachel Holmes. She is a scientist I met in France. She is... Well, I'm forced to admit, smart, and attractive. We've been communicating for five month. You see mails I got from R. Crome?"
"But you said she's your friend!" I said. "Well, she is my friend, right?" said Holmes. "Me and my wife will come to your house tomorrow at nine a.m. I got to go, Watson." Holmes said as he walk away.
And there I am, left speechless in a sadly loneliness.
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