saki101

I really like this one. I like the delicacy with which John negotiates his grief, so carefully thinking of this, not thinking of that and none of it makes a difference because in the end you do remember everything, and you don't want to forget it. And I also like Lestrade's unspoken kindness--the exposition is handled really well too.

There are so many lovely images: Mrs. Hudson watching TV with John, Lestrade reaching right past the glasses for the bottle, John lying on the sofa watching dust motes... I love that stuff, it makes the story come alive!