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I tried to picture my Dad without Sherlock and I couldn’t do it. I’d never known my Dad without Sherlock. I’d never been without him, either. I knew I was being dramatic, but I couldn’t help but worry that if he never came back, or if he died, that all of it would be just broken into a million pieces. Mum would be okay, she’d deal with it. Dad and me might not be so okay. I think even I would be okay eventually, but Dad? I don’t think so. I think that if you’re in love with a man like Sherlock, you’re done for. There’s just no moving on from that. Who could possibly compare?
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on 2012-12-15 04:56 am (UTC)So yeah, thanks! These have been really nice to listen to while I'm at work or busy with knitting projects, and I look forward to hearing the rest. :)
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on 2012-12-15 12:45 pm (UTC)Wow, I can't believe how much restraint you have! I wouldn't be able to resist temptation like that - super admirable and such a compliment :) I really enjoy listening to podfic of stories I've never read, but I don't know if I'd be able to wait, knowing I could find out what happens next elsewhere, but I'm so glad you're enjoying the story and the performance. It's a lot of fun from my end as well!
Thank you for leaving such a nice comment, I appreciate it very much :)