№ 41 of 💯 — The yarn was as blue as the veins in her small, but nimble hands — Grandma settled into the pew and pulled out her knitting. Pastor Sullivan cleared his throat, looked her way, and, unacknowledged, began. “We’re here today to celebrate the life of Louis Shafer …” Click, click, click. The blue yarn wrapped around her fingers matched the veins of her surprisingly nimble hands…