just read this fic it is perfect!
New York City Serenade
lady-silverblood:
“Henry, have you seen my earrings?” Skidding across the kitchen floor in her stocking feet, scrolling through her phone for the address of the place Walsh had texted and trying to calculate if it would be faster to take a cab or the subway at rush hour, Emma stopped long enough to yell at her son in the other room. From the involved sound of key pounding, he was back at that stupid game she’d gotten him for Christmas. “Henry!”
His tousled head popped around the corner. “What earrings?”…..
http://thehooked1.tumblr.com/post/77259812503/new-york-city-serenade
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