Chapter 26: Replacing and Filling In

(C) 2011 by Metta Anderson – All Rights Reserved  Dear Julian, It’s been a while since we wrote. I can remember the date but I’d rather not. What I want to do is apologize and explain and say things I never dared to tell you. I don’t know where you are, except in my heart, […]

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Chapter 23: Retying – second part

(C) 2011 by Metta Anderson – All Rights Reserved  And there he was, in her bedroom door, lecturing her. She sat on her bed, looking up at him, her hands in her lap, listening to every word. She felt guilty and scared and fascinated because, along with the anger in his voice, she could hear […]

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Chapter 21: Holiday Threads

(C) 2011 by Metta Anderson – All Rights Reserved  Phoenix, Dec. 31, 1977 Hyatt House Dear Beca– And a very Happy New Year to you and your family!!!!!! Hope 1978 is marvellous for you! As you can see, I’m not home celebrating. What you can’t see is that I’m not alone. And it’s around 9 […]

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Chapter 19: Green Thread, Green Ribbon

(C) 2011 by Metta Anderson – All Rights Reserved  Popayán 1978 A year ago, more or less, we were in Mexico. We found a little town somewhere above Mazatlán and a small hotel created out of a former convent. I didn’t take a lot of pictures, but the ones I got, and that I really […]

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Chapter 18: Yellow Thread, Purple Thread

(C) 2011 by Metta Anderson – All Rights Reserved  The whole Arizona thing was worse than he expected. He’d called Grace from Germany in February and tried to talk her out of leaving Colombia. He couldn’t imagine what she thought she’d do there, after all the time she’d lived in Bogotá. Even though Julian had gone […]

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Chapter 17: A New Loom?

(C) 2001 by Metta Anderson – All Rights Reserved  Grace sat at the diningroom table at her mother’s, in Tucson, looking at the sunlight pouring through a livingroom window a few feet away. She could hear her mother’s staccato footsteps in the hallway, moving between the guest bathroom and the master bedroom. Arabella was going […]

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Chapter 13: Dark Design

(C) 2011 by Metta Anderson – All Rights Reserved Stevie Nicks’ voice in the smoky air in the seedy bar in Tucson. Fleetwood Mac’s most recent number one record filling the space around them. On the dance floor, Julian and Grace move mostly around themselves. He holds her closely, eyes closed, lost, guiding and trusting […]

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