Knit to Be Tied by Maggie Sefton

Author:Maggie Sefton
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2016-05-04T09:19:17+00:00

Eleven

Light raindrops sprinkled on Kelly as she quick-stepped across the driveway from her cottage. A couple of hours ago when she and Steve were taking their early morning run, the skies had been clear and sunny. But it was summer, which meant dark clouds could suddenly roll across the mountains and bring a summer rain shower, complete with rumbles of thunder and a flash of lightning or two. Then just as quickly as they’d come, the clouds would blow away to the east and out of town. And bright sunshine would blaze in the sky once more. Summer storms.

A car horn beeped as Kelly reached the sidewalk bordering the café patio garden, and she turned to see Megan pull into a parking spot. Several couples still sat outside under the large café table umbrellas enjoying breakfast. Kelly paused on the sidewalk and waited for her friend.

“Hey there,” Kelly greeted her as Megan scooted around the car. “Are you taking a break from clients?”

“Sort of. I also wanted to check on some yarn I’d ordered. A special order from Chile. Mimi said it might be in this week.”

“Oooo, that sounds interesting,” Kelly said as she turned toward the shop entrance. “Where’s Molly?”

“She’s with a new sitter. I’m trying out a nursing student who also babysits. Cassie has been a lifesaver this summer, but she’ll go back to school next week. Hey, why don’t we grab one of those tables out here?” Megan suggested, pointing toward the garden patio. “This little shower won’t last long. You know they never do in the summer. Besides, I love the smell of the rain.”

“Sure,” Kelly said, following Megan as she sped down one of the stone pathways leading into the garden. “I love that smell, too. Especially if it hasn’t rained in a while.” She sniffed the damp air. “Wet plants.”

Megan headed toward a table that had recently been vacated by more timid customers, who probably weren’t as comfortable sitting outside as light rain sprinkled around them. Kelly had watched them scurry inside the café earlier. Now she could barely feel the raindrops.

“Have you heard from Lisa this morning?” Megan asked as she pulled out a chair.

Kelly settled into a wrought iron chair across from Megan and set her sturdy briefcase bag beneath the table. Laptops didn’t like rain in any form, showers or storms. “I got a brief call from her saying that Greg was looking a lot more alert. He likes the physical therapist and doesn’t mind the occupational therapist, even though he can’t manage those activities yet.”

“That’s good news. I wonder when we can go over and visit. We’ve sent a bunch of flowers, but Greg’s not a big flower guy.”

Kelly laughed softly. “That’s true, but even Greg will appreciate the thoughts behind the flowers. We all care about him, and that’s the only way we can show it now.”

“Marty’s dying to give Greg a book he found at an antique store. You know how Greg loves history. Well, Marty found a book with original engravings in it from the eighteen hundreds.

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