Title: The Distance Getting Close
(1st in the
Good Father Series)
Author: Morgan Stuart
Fandom: Sherlock
Disclaimer: This universe does not belong to me; I'm just an appreciative visitor. I make no profit from this fan work.
Description: What Lestrade needed that night was distance. What he wanted was a few hours alone in which to grieve. What he
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This was eloquent and gorgeous and struck dangerously close to home. Beautiful job, just beautiful!
I've found myself just sitting there, or even showering, and a stray thought would go through my head and I'd think about Cheryl and the tears would just start rolling. And I couldn't shut them off. Since the funeral that hard grief has abated, now there's just a deep sadness and a peace only God can give.
It's a relief in a way.
This story reminds me of that,(and that grief shouldn't be buried.) It's exquisite, thanks so much!
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It broke my heart, reading your comments and thinking of your recent loss. I'm glad that, having gone through that hard grief, you're finding peace. My heart goes out to you.
I really appreciate your kind words. Thanks again for reading and commenting.
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That he can find something to feel good about in the fact that Sherlock's still alive, thanks to him, and the way Sherlock uses his violin to help share his gratitude for that is really satisfying, too.
This really makes me happy. Thank you! I was aiming for "bleak but hopeful," so your comments have officially made my day.
BTW, I love your description of moving their energies toward each other; I wouldn't have been able to describe this as well as you have, but it was part of the sttucture of this piece from its inception, and it's really gratifying to know that it came through and made sense. I really appreciate your feedback. Thanks for reading and commenting!
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Come to think of it--this hadn't occurred to me until just now--this actually makes it very sad that Lestrade still threatens to look for drugs and Sherlock still admits he may find them. What a wonderful subtext to import. o_O, as the kids say these days.
summoning the voice of the father he'd never had the chance to be.
Every line of the story was just right, but this is the one that made me wibble. By "just right" I mean crafted to the point of transparency, so that the perfectly-placed words efface themselves and the story itself shines through.
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You're right: it really does make the "drugs bust" extremely sad. Lestrade looks at him with what I read as this "Don't tell me I don't have the right to do this, because I have every right in the world, and you know it" expression, and I think it fits the idea that he's "purchased" this right with the proverbial blood, sweat, and tears. (It's not unlike the father, taking the keys from the teenage son, saying, "Why yes, I can ground you. I bought that car you're driving.") There's such a sense of exasperation and affection and weariness and history in that scene, it seems to me there's much more going on there than a DI wanting his evidence. John's reaction, interestingly enough, suggests to me that, after a few ( ... )
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