Sherlock skimmed over the rest of the wedding invitation but his eyes were drawn to the sticky pink Post-it note that his mother had stuck to it,
and he scowled as his eyes raked over her precise handwriting. If he had his way he’d forgo the seven-day affair entirely.
His eldest brother was going to get to miss it because he was estranged from them all. Why couldn’t he be afforded the same luxury? He wasn’t exactly
of Mycroft or his PA and he knew Mycroft would probably not give a toss one way or the other if he was there or not.
But as he pulled the pale pink note off the invitation he knew if he pulled a disappearing act his mother would give him holy hell.
He looked at it and sighed. He had been feeding his mum a few lies about seeing a woman to get her off his back. And they weren’t a
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