Kevin Whately and Laurence Fox in ITV’s ‘Lewis’

Its been a long, hard summer.

I’m sorry I haven’t been around here much lately.  Lots of life events, which I shall talk about in my next post, rather got in the way.

Anyway, to reassure you that I am still kicking, I thought you might like to read my latest fanfic, predictably a Lewis fic, and also quite predictably, another take on my fascination with the airport scene at the end, and the final admission of feelings that I feel could have taken place at that fragile moment.  This time with added Charlotte Bronte:

‘I missed you,’ Lewis said, and James could hear the pain in his complaint. ‘Cutting ties like that, and not telling me. We can’t do that, lad. Sometimes I think we’re tied together with string, with a string going from my heart to yours, and if you cut it-‘

‘I’ve a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly,’ James found himself parroting automatically.

You can read it here at AO3.

Happy Creating,

EF