Chapter 6
Okay, perhaps not forever.
Tiffany sat in the brewery with the rest of the knitters on Tuesday and still couldn’t seem to find her voice. There was merry chatter going on about the circle as always, but silence had wrapped around her so tightly over the years that she had as little to say as ever.
Yet when Devin had come to her, walking her home last Sunday night and again returning with the evening light on Monday, she hadn’t been able to stop talking.
They spoke of growing up in different parts of the country, of people they’d met, of goats and dogs and farming. It was as if all the silence that had stoppered her for a lifetime now spilled forth. They made love then would talk for hours, after all, they had to keep their priorities straight and she could never tire of Devin
