Essay about Sherlock is a Detective

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Sleeping on the couch was not a typical thing for the detective; he had his own bed only a few feet from where he laid sprawled, but the past few nights the couch had been his choice. One leg hung over the edge of the worn cushions, an arm draped across his eyes, and his navy blue robe twisted and tangled about his limbs. Yes, this was one of the great detective's bad days; Sherlock Holmes was in a slump.

His eyes slowly peered open and his arm moved just enough to let the man glare daggers at the door as it creaked open. In walked his partner in crime, John Watson, who walked carefully, heel-toe-heel-toe, and eased the door shut as quietly as he could. It seemed to Mr. Holmes that his friend was trying to hide his presence. Now why would
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Sleeping on the couch was not a typical thing for the detective; he had his own bed only a few feet from where he laid sprawled, but the past few nights the couch had been his choice. One leg hung over the edge of the worn cushions, an arm draped across his eyes, and his navy blue robe twisted and tangled about his limbs. Yes, this was one of the great detective's bad days; Sherlock Holmes was in a slump.

His eyes slowly peered open and his arm moved just enough to let the man glare daggers at the door as it creaked open. In walked his partner in crime, John Watson, who walked carefully, heel-toe-heel-toe, and eased the door shut as quietly as he could. It seemed to Mr. Holmes that his friend was trying to hide his presence. Now why would he want to do a silly thing like that?

"Afternoon, John." His deep voice echoed in the silent room, making the other man halt in his tracks. Sherlock elevated his arm off his eyes and looked at John with an emotionless, almost blank expression.

John halted and slowly turned back to face Sherlock. He knew the detective was in one of his bad moods and he preferred to stay away from it the best he could. "Oh, Sherlock, you're awake." He observed lamely; then mentally slapped himself for the idiotic comment.

"As much as the sky is blue..." Sherlock responded with a long sigh, stringing his words along his breath as he pieced his hands together and pressed them against the underside of his chin. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
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