Elm Creek Quilts [07] The Sugar Camp Quilt - Plot & Excerpts
Dorothea fumbled with her wraps, her eyes tearing from the sudden warmth and light. Her hands were stiff and useless. The woman swiftly removed Dorothea’s muffler and coat, then knelt to remove her boots and stockings. Dorothea began to shiver, shaking so uncontrollably that she could not have spoken even if she could have summoned enough strength for words. Within moments the woman placed a cup of hot tea in her hands, and, once assured Dorothea was thoroughly cold but not frostbitten, began to scold her. “I cannot imagine what your uncle was thinking, sending you out so late and in such cold,” she said, using a long-handled hook to pull the iron arm of the kettle crane out of the fireplace. “He didn’t send me.” Dorothea drank deeply of the tea, her shaking hands rattling the cup against her teeth. “He is dead.” “I see.” The woman stirred the kettle, tasted its contents, and swung the arm back into the fireplace. The aroma of beef stew made Dorothea’s head swim and mouth water.
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