"Ugh." My head hurts.
It stings. Everything stings.
Are flashbacks supposed to hurt?
I went downstairs as I held my head and walk through to Mrs Hudson's flat.
There sat Mrs Hudson reading a book. She was in a comfortable position as the pages were flicked every few seconds.
I leaned over to read the title of the novel Mrs Hudson was reading.
Grimm's Fairy Tales
What the?
I took in a deep breath as I sat down on one of her wooden mahogany chairs.
"Care to share what you're reading Mrs Hudson?"
"Oh, Sherlock, I didn't notice you there!"
"I suspected..." My eyes carefully scanned the room for evidence.
A wet cloth on the rack and drip of water here and there, indication of; washing the dishes. And her gloves are leaving drops of water. Mrs Hudson always wears gloves while washing the dishes.
Her eyes squinted as she read.
She usually wears reading glasses but she's not.
"Why?" I pondered
I picked up her box that was supposed to contain her glasses.
Empty.
Yep, she's lost them.
Outside of the case, around the edges, had small fingerprints.
Far too miniature for Mrs Hudson's.
Her eyes have been squinting ever since last Tuesday, she's still squinting, and it's Monday.
Has to be during or between that time.
It also has to be a child's fingerprints.
Arianna is always dropped off for Mrs Hudson to babysit on Tuesdays.
Bingo. I've got it.
Easiest guess is that she hides it in low places.
I opened the cabinet under the sink and handed the glasses to her.
"Oh, thank you, Sherlock! I've been looking for them since Tuesday!"
"Arianna took them. Just telling you, if you wanted to know."
"I always knew she was trouble!" She let out a chuckle as she put on the glasses and started reading again.
"So what are you reading Mrs Hudson?" I asked, afraid if she was actually reading what I thought she was.
"The Scarlet's Letter, by Nathaniel Hawthorne." Her eyes continued scanning through the pages as she spoke.
My eyes dashed onto the front cover. The Scarlet's Letter.
Ok, I was just hallucinating, good.
"And Mrs Hudson?"
"Yes, Sherlock?" She continued reading the book as I stood up.
"Is Joh-" I got cut off mid sentence as if she knew what I was going to say.
"He's out on his date with Alexandra."
"Thanks, Mrs Hudson."
I sat for a couple of minutes as my brain started shutting down.
I was going to get my gun and shoot the wall, but Mrs Hudson won't be happy...
Zzzzz. PING! Zzzzz.
'Got a case, if you'd take it. It'd be nice if you head over. ASAP -GL'
'I'll take it. Thanks, Graham, you saved Mrs Hudson. -SH'
'You took it so quickly? Save Mrs Hudson? And my name is NOT Graham! -GL'
'Sorry Gavin. -SH'
'It's GREG!! Anyways, be quick, the case is URGENT. -GL'
'Is it? I've never noticed. I'll be right down George. -SH'
'Seriously Sherlock? IT'S GREG. I'm GREG LESTRADE. -GL'
'Sherlock? -GL'
'SHERLOCK! -GL'
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