The Red Sweater

I liked the strong character in Grandmother. Very enjoyable story.


Crystal’s Story

The sky has been gray all day, with darker clouds moving in from the west.  Looks like it could rain at any moment.  But, she’ll be here, she always is.  Rain or shine, the old lady comes to the park every evening at 7 p.m.  She knits sweaters for an orphanage, she calls it her meditation time.

When Herbie told me about his Grandma’s daily ritual, I knew what my plan would be.  I’ve run it through my head for months, it’s so simple.  All I needed was for him to see what I saw.  Granny had to die!

The only reason I went on that first date with him was because of his name, Herbert Farnsworth Jr.  His family had money and I wanted it.  It wasn’t until the second week that I found out, the skinny nerd lived on an allowance, and not much of one. …

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About caroleparkes

My husband calls me a butterfly because I flit from one hobby to another. Apart from being a wife for 52 years, a mother of three sons, and a grandmother, I'm also an author, genealogist, amateur artist, a lover of most needlecrafts, and occasional poet. Of the above, my most enduring interest has been writing and I hope to be doing it well into old age.
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