Rosie Watson
John and Sherlock, as usual, sat and watched TV in the evening, talking, although it was John who was talking rather, Sherlock, as usual, was displeasedly silent. Rosie came out of her room, sniffling. He was flushed, she was clearly crying. She was wearing a gray sweater and dark blue jeans. She walked up to her father, adjusted her glasses, and once again sniffled and asked in a trembling voice:
About Rosie Watson
John and Sherlock, as usual, sat and watched TV in the evening, talking, although it was John who was talking rather, Sherlock, as usual, was displeasedly silent. Rosie came out of her room, sniffling. He was flushed, she was clearly crying. She was wearing a gray sweater and dark blue jeans. She walked up to her father, adjusted her glasses, an...Read more