Sadie:
“ “So do I. That’s Sherlock’s favorite way, too.”
“Yea’,” Jawn said, and then grew quiet.So
quiet, that Mycroft thought he had finally drifted off, and he stilled
his hand.
But no sooner than he tried to ease his way off the cot;
“…My’coff?”
Mycroft sighed quietly, and sat back down.“Yes?”
“Wha’d was Sher’yock like?”
“What do you mean?”
“When he was a bay’bee.” “