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It was Christmas Day and Sherlock let out one of his rare giggles.
‘It’s a jumper.’
‘Yes. You like jumpers, John.’
‘It has a kitten on it.’
Sherlock giggled.
……………………..
It was three years later. Christmas day.
John sat alone in his little beige box of a flat, watching ‘It’s a Wonderful Life’, and remembering.
He wore a jumper with a kitten on it.
And remembering.
‘Merry Christmas, Sherlock.’
