Sherlock Holmes - The War That Never Ended

Chapter One - Red Rum Backwards

He pulled me closer. I knew that I- that we shouldn't be doing this. I knew that if I didn't stop him now, it was only going to go further. I knew I wasn't ready for that, with me being only fifteen and secretly gay, at least, not on a holiday with people I didn't even know. I had been lucky, swapping my cabin from Cabin Six to Cabin Nine. I guess it was just totally by luck that my boyfriend was in Cabin Nine as well. All of the cabins were made from strong white pine wood, and I could see many knots in the walls and doors showing the camp needed a little love and affection. I wasn't overly surprised, with it being in the middle of a woods, even if it was not that far from London, my home town.