I walk the Wood. I walk the fields. I cover the school grounds between classes, poking through empty buildings, opening long-closed doors. Sometimes Watford seems as big on the inside as the walled grounds and outlands combined.

She could have just told him about the magic phone. Full disclosure. Then they could have solved it together. They could have Sherlocked and Watsoned from both ends of the timeline

She could have just told him about the magic phone. Full disclosure. Then they could have solved it together. They could have Sherlocked and Watsoned from both endsof the timeline.

I'm interested. It's like you've got all these weird barriers set up, like you only want me to have access to this tiny part of you…