Oh, I loved your John here. How lost he was in between all these boxes and also in this point of his life. It was marvellous how much you told us while he was alone in his room. And Sherlock. Thinking about him being so lonely all around the world, only pictures to keep him company. And that part about the sentiment in him. It was heartbreaking when John realised it. No wonder Sherlock had a hard time to believe John's change of heart.
Great story, MA! I loved it!