Night Of The Living Thread (A Threadville Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
Fall flowers in vases decorated the mantel and the center of her large oval table. Opal’s cat purred on the hearth near a blazing fire. Unfortunately, however, storytelling night couldn’t possibly be as relaxing as I’d hoped, not with Juliette and Patricia there. If one of them was a murderer and I showed even the teeniest suspicion, I could endanger myself and my friends. In a hand-knit white turtleneck sweater, Patricia seemed to shrink behind her thick-rimmed glasses. She didn’t seem to notice that she was scrunching up one of Opal’s hand-crocheted place mats. Juliette sat beside Patricia. She’d knit only about two rows so far, so I couldn’t guess what her project might be. I complimented her on her yarn’s pretty shade of midnight blue. The ends of her needles kept snagging the voluminous sleeves of her metallic gold, red, and purple gown. Beside Juliette, Naomi used a pencil and ruler to draw quilt blocks on paper.
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