"Object now, or forever hold your peace." the pastor said. A silence settled in the crowd, not a word was said. John took this moment to glance back to the crowd, his back still to them.
His blue eyes met two that were much more complex, so much sadder.
Mary kissed John, and he sighed inwardly.
The bluff had failed.
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Fanfiction"I know this is a bit stupid. But..... Happy Birthday Sherlock........... I know this was a waste of time...... Why would I say happy birthday to a grave?" -John Hamish Watson
