âNo, weâre finishing up, and youâre just in time for coffee and cranberry bread. Come and join us.â
âThanks,â she said, grabbing the empty chair next to Gabe.
The men said hi, and I heard Gabe say, âNice to see you again. Howâs that arm doing?â
âItâs putting a real damper on my knitting, but no discomfort.â
âMore of an annoyance, huh?â he asked, standing up. âCan I get you some coffee?â
âThat would be great. Thanks.â
I sat there and observed the interaction. Call me silly, but I was pretty sure I saw some interest between them.
âSo the class went well?â Chloe asked.
âIt did,â I told her. âI think we have some natural knitters here. Theyâve done very well learning to cast on and knitting and purling.â
âWonderful. Who knows, we might just have a potential master knitter in our group.â
Gabe placed the coffee in front of Chloe and sat back down. âYes, on my flight down here from Philly I noticed a man in first class knitting away. I struck up a conversation with him, and he was working on a gorgeous lace shawl for his daughter. Told me heâs been knitting for about ten years now and has even written some books with unusual designs for socks.â
Chloe nodded. âOh, right. Not only are more and more men learning to knit, many are so creative. Hey, knitting is an art just like writing or music. Some do it only as a hobby or pastime, but we have some great male designers around now. Itâs a terrible stereotype to say knitting is only for women.â
âHear, hear,â said my father, holding up the piece heâd been working on. âRemember that saying years ago, âReal men donât eat quicheâ? That was downright false. Like masculine men choose steak and gravy and hearty meals over something like quiche? It isnât always true, and people shouldnât lean on stereotypes.â
âIs that why you took up knitting, Dad? To dispel this idea?â
My father laughed. âNot really, but now that you mention the idea, it never hurts to be a bit of a rebel.â
âWhile I certainly agree with you, Joe, letâs bring a little testosterone into the conversation,â Doyle said. âWhoâs free to go fishing on Friday?â
By the time the men left the carriage house of the yarn shop, plans had been made for a day of boating and fishing.
âThat really seemed to go well,â Chloe said as she helped me clear off the table and I began washing the cups and plates.
âI think it did. Iâm glad I mentioned the idea of this class and agreed to teach it. I think itâll be fun. And so . . . whatâs up with you and Gabe?â
She turned her back to remove the last of the cups from the table. âMe and Gabe? Nothing. I donât even know him.â
âRight,â I said, and felt a smile cross my face. âBut Iâm betting anything youâd sure like to have that chance.â
13
O rli had just left for school and I was savoring my first cup of coffee when I answered the phone to hear my mother say, âIs it true? Did Ben really get some woman up in New York pregnant?â
A groan escaped me. Hearing my motherâs drama queen tone of voice was not my idea of waking up slowly.
âHow the heck did you hear about that?â I questioned.
âWhat does it matter where I heard it? Is it true?â
âYes. Itâs true.â
âAnd it never occurred to you to tell me this?â I heard the annoyance in her voice.
âWhy? Itâs not like you could change anything, and besides, I honestly donât care.â
I heard her sigh of aggravation come across the line.
âYou donât care? Youâve been dating him for a couple years now and you donât care?â
âMom, look. Iâm still not quite sure what Ben and I had together. At best, it
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