Chapter 2

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Day 7: We didn't do much today. Hugo and I. We played a bit, and then we watched something on the tele. You know how I said Hugo

Has a little white spot on his chest? It's all curly right there. It's so cute. It reminds me of you, of your curly hair. Though now, everything reminds me of you. When are you coming home?...... Please come home Sherlock.

Day 8: Today was rough. I ran into Molly and we went on a walk. I hadn't seen her in a while. We talked about you... I didn't realize it until we got there but I found myself in the very spot I was on the day you died. It was too much to handle I started sobbing and I collapsed. Molly tried to comfort me, but ended up crying as well. There we sat. Two grown people crying in each others arms in the middle of the sidewalk. We miss you Sherlock. I miss you. Come home soon.

Day 9: I visited you today. I brought you a flower. A yellow rose. Yellow is for friendship, did you know that? Of course you do, you know everything.

I talked to you, I liked it. Not that I don't like talking to you through the blog, but it feels more private when it's just you and me. Nobody else can read it. But something happened, I admitted something that I hadn't thought about, but I realized it was painfully true. I said that I loved you.

Day 11: Today I went to the store to get Hugo's food. While I was there I saw someone that looked exactly like you, but that's impossible. It must have been my imagination.

P.S. Sorry I didn't write yesterday. Nothing happened so I didn't think you would be interested.

Day 12: I've been leaving the flat more often. Today I took Hugo to the park to run around a bit. I think he liked it, I swear he was smiling.

He saw a leaf and started to run after it. He tripped and did a summersault and then he just sat there, dazed. It made me laugh.... It was the first time I'd laughed in 12 days.... Are you coming home soon?

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