Woven Threads by Judith Mccoy Miller

Author:Judith Mccoy Miller
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2015-05-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Although writing a letter to Edward’s brother-in-law immediately after dinner was Tessie’s intent, her resolve melted at the beckoning look of the young child holding out a needle and thread. Addie was determined to have her quilt completed before Christmas, notwithstanding the fact that everyone told her she had set an unobtainable goal.

“I’ll sew for a little while, but then I must write a letter,” Tessie said, reaching out to take the already-threaded needle Addie offered. “I wrote and told Aunt Phiney you were making a quilt. I even sent some little pieces of the fabric for her to see.”

“Did she like it?” Addie inquired.

“Very much. In fact, when I received her letter the other day, she said she was sending you colored thread to match the cloth. She suggested perhaps you could weave the thread together to sew the binding, and it would be very pretty. What do you think?”

“Three colors woven together would be beautiful,” Addie answered, as Tessie began sewing. Stitching effortlessly, Tessie found herself watching Addie, thinking that perhaps one day soon the young girl would be able to hear.

Addie looked up and smiled as she pulled her needle through the layers of fabric. “You’re not sewing; you’re daydreaming,” Addie chided.

“Addie, what would you think if I told you that maybe, just maybe, there’s an operation that would restore your hearing?” Tessie asked, leaning forward, her eyes riveted on the youngster.

“You know I want to be a doctor like you, so that would be wonderful,” the child responded. “Would the operation hurt a lot?”

“It would probably hurt some. I’m not sure just how much. I shouldn’t have even brought this up. I don’t even know if it’s possible, but Edward told me about his niece. She had this operation, and now she can hear. So, you see, I’d like to find out more about it—to see if you could get that same kind of help,” she concluded.

“We shouldn’t get too hopeful,” Addie responded, taking over in an adult fashion, while Tessie seemed more the excited child.

“You’re right,” Tessie said, smiling. “We’ll not talk about it any further until I have more information, but I’ll be praying about it, and you do the same,” she counseled Addie.

Praying that evening, Tessie felt a surge of excitement. She knew this was God’s plan to restore Addie’s hearing, and she was going to see it to fruition. The added medical expertise she might glean would be a bonus. Leaning down, she placed a kiss on Addie’s cheek, tucked her into bed for the night, and carefully penned a letter to Dr. Byron Lundstrom. “No wonder I’m so tired,” she mused, clicking open the watch pinned to her bodice. It was near midnight.

❧

While working through her schedule the next morning, Tessie’s thoughts wandered, delighting in the possibilities that lay ahead. She was anxious for noon to arrive, her concentration waning as the morning slowly progressed.

I hope Edward has his letter written, she thought, just as her last patient was leaving.

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