Chapter Twenty Eight - Tea for three.

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"Hello Dears, have you ordered yet?" Mrs. Hudson asked.

"Not yet Mrs. Hudson. We were waiting for you." I smiled. I got up and gave her a hug.

"Awe thank you love! You kids didn't have to wait." She smiled taking off her fluffy mink coat and setting it on the back of her chair. We ordered our food and Mrs. Hudson folds her hands on top of the table.

"Now I didn't just ask you both here to buy you tea." Mrs. Hudson grinned. "Have you kids given any thought to what you are going to do after school?"

"Sherlock is going to be a detective and I am going to be a psychologist." I answer for the both of us.

"Yes dear, but where will you stay?" She asks. I look at Sherlock.

"London." Sherlock says simply. She looks at me

"And you dear?" She asks.

"I haven't given it much thought." I stated.

"Well think no more of it." she smiled. "I am offering you both an apartment. Downtown London. Two bedrooms, a kitchen and living room."

"Mrs. Hudson!" I exclaim.

"I wont hear any excuses. If it weren't for you Keyland convincing me to talk to somebody. I would still be under Frank's reign of terror. This is a gift to the both of you." I went to speak, but she kept talking.

"Now I know that you both still have a few years of school, but I want you to know that when you are done this apartment is yours." She beamed.

"You are too generous..." Sherlock starts.

"No excuses you must accept." She says firmly.
"Can we think about it?" I ask.

"Of course dears!"

Our tea came and, we had a pleasant visit. But I could only feel overwhelmed by her generosity...

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