Stitches in Time by Terri DuLong

Author:Terri DuLong [DuLong, Terri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2016-06-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

The following week I was at the yarn shop enjoying the afternoon knitting group. Most of us were working on the Isabelle’s Challenge scarf and they were all working up very nicely.

“When I finish mine,” Fay said, “I’m going to make one for my daughter for Christmas. I think she’d love this, and it’ll keep her warm this winter up in Maine.”

Chloe nodded. “I’m glad all of you like the pattern. They’re all turning out so pretty in the various colors.”

“Oh, Isabelle,” Mavis Anne said. “How did you enjoy the boat ride on Sunday? Haley told me you both went out in Chadwick’s boat.”

“It was fun. He took us on the Halifax River and then docked at the River Grille. The three of us went in for dinner.”

“That does sound like fun,” Maddie said. “I heard he had a really nice pontoon boat. Aren’t you the lucky girl.” She gave me a playful jab in the ribs.

“Speaking of boats,” Mavis Anne said, “Louise and I are thinking about booking a cruise.”

“Oh, how exciting,” I said. “Where to?”

“It’s the Alaska cruise. We’ve both always wanted to do this. But . . . it’s in May.”

“Why is that a problem?” I asked.

“Well, it’s the first week of May. The same week that Chloe will be going to Hawaii. So we wouldn’t have anybody to run the yarn shop.”

“Oh, no,” I said. “What a shame. I’d love to help out. Maybe between now and then you could train me. I probably wouldn’t be much help with customers coming in with problems, but at least I could do the sales and keep the business going.”

“Hmm,” Mavis Anne said. “That might work, and we could look around for one other person to be here with you and help out.”

“There,” Louise said. “It’s settled! We have to send our deposit by the end of the week—let’s do it. The yarn shop will be fine. You worry too much, Mavis Anne.”

Before she could reply, the door opened and my mother walked in.

“Mom. What are you doing here?” I blurted out.

All eyes at the table shifted from me to my mother and back to me again.

“Well, I am a knitter, Isabelle,” I heard my mother say with an edge to her tone.

“Isabelle Wainwright,” Mavis Anne said. “Where are your manners? Introduce us to your mother.”

I made the introductions and felt like a scolded schoolchild.

“It’s so nice to meet all of you,” my mother said. “You have a lovely shop. Haley has been telling me I had to stop by.”

“Well, that’s wonderful,” Mavis Anne said. “Come and join us. We’re just all sitting around knitting.”

I saw my mother shoot me a glance as if waiting for me to concur. When I remained silent, my mother said, “Oh, thank you, but maybe some other time. I came by to get some yarn for me and Haley. We’re going to be doing a sampler afghan together.”

“How nice,” Chloe said, getting up. “What do you have in mind?”

Great. Just great. Now my mother had invaded my place of business and solitude.

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