Eve picked up her knitting to settle into an orderly distraction. Needlework was another legacy of Granny Smith’s, and although she was young for the hobby, Eve was proud of her cables and intricate stitches … working on a coat for Caspar, the terrier next door who suffered from the cold and palsy.
With a mug of cinnamon coffee and her ‘cable tv’ she settled in for the lonely hours ahead. Although it had been several years since Granny Smith had passed away, she had never, not once, in spirit, dropped by. This mystified Eve sadly to ponder, as to why this wonderfully strong woman had disappeared from her life as she did. Still, Eve liked to believe that Granny was around her and caring, even if she could not directly sense her presence …
And then, as though in answer to her sadness, a light appeared in the corner of the room, and for the first time, in a very long time, she saw the face she loved so much.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series
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