April 13 Ron’s June 13 Kim set out twelve folding chairs. She’d really only expected eight people to actually show up, but twelve felt like faith. Good Yarn was closed for the evening. Sign turned. Blinds drawn. She’d moved the yarn baskets against a wall and arranged the chairs in a rough circle near the […]
April 9, 2026 Kim heard the news from Frank. He called Monday morning, which was unusual. Frank didn’t call. Frank showed up, drank the terrible coffee, complained about whatever was bugging him, and left. Calling meant something was wrong. “The Sergeant collapsed Saturday,” Frank said. “Cardiac. He’s in the hospital.” Kim leaned against the counter. […]
April 4, 2026 Kim couldn’t stop thinking about Ron Drummond. She opened the shop at 9:00, just like every other day. Made coffee in the back room. Straightened the yarn baskets that didn’t need straightening. Moved three books from one display to another. Half an hour later she’d given up pretending to work and pulled […]
April 3, 2026 The flags near the register came down on a Friday. Kim folded the first, just like she’d been taught in Girl Scouts thirty years ago. Triangle, triangle, triangle. Stars up. She set it on the counter beside the register and reached for the second. Her hands shook. It was the coffee, she […]