In between reading my dry history text that I have to take a quiz on today, I’ve started writing my next Selkie chapter. Here’s some below the cut:

“John, are you in?” Mrs. Hudson’s voice came over the radio. John stretched in his bed and went to the microphone.

“Yes, I’m here. Good morning.”

“’fraid there was a bit of trouble early this morning. We’d like you to come into town. Master Mycroft is asking for you.”

“Of course, I’ll be there soon.” John stretched and glanced out the window at the perfectly clear May day, wondering just what Mycroft would want from him. The calendar read 1922 as he grabbed himself some tea and toast. 

Sherlock gave him a bark of greeting as he reached the boat. John reached out touched him. “Two more years, then I’ll get to see you again. Properly.” He bent to his oars and headed for the village.