First Filter
I know. I feel horrible I feel that way. And I think part of it is I still don't know exactly what happened when he was here last time. Part of me thinks I should find out, just so I know, but another part of me is terrified to. All I know is I miss Sherlock and I would love to have him here but it would be hard, too, and I don't want it to be hard. Not just because of what happened here but also because of what happened at home before I arrived here.