Irene got off the plane and hailed the first taxi she could. She sat in the back сиденье, место, сиденья and thought about her plan...and this time...Sherlock would not longer be an exception.
Sherlock woke to the sound of Joseph crying, he crept out of постель, кровати and went into his room.
'Hey...' He picked him up. 'What is it?' He took Joseph back into to see Joan, he layed him down on the постель, кровати in between them. Joseph raised his hand and almost smacked Joan in the face. Sherlock couldn't help but laugh.
'Hey!.' She looked down and saw Joseph. 'Oh...It was Ты was it?' She began to tickle him. 'Was it you?' He began to giggled....
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