Blossom Street Bundle (Books 1-5). Debbie Macomber

      “Wow.” Courtney had money with her, but hesitated. A twenty probably wasn’t enough to cover the cost of the needles and yarn, and she didn’t want to borrow from her grandmother.

      Five minutes later, while Courtney was studying a display of patterned socks, Vera placed her purchases on the counter by the cash register. Courtney didn’t know what her grandmother was currently knitting, but she always seemed to have some project or other on the go. She hurried over.

      “Did you see the socks?” her grandmother asked.

      Courtney nodded. “Those new yarns are really amazing, aren’t they?”

      “You could knit a pair of socks like that.”

      “No way.”

      “Would you like to?” Lydia asked.

      Courtney considered the question. “I guess.”

      “That means yes,” her grandmother translated. “Sign her up.”

      “Sign me up for what?” Courtney wanted to know.

      “The sock class,” her grandmother explained. “It’s time you met people, went out, got involved.”

      “We’d love to have you,” Lydia assured her.

      “My treat,” her grandmother added.

      Courtney smiled, trying to show she was grateful. Actually, the idea was growing on her. She just hoped at least one other person in the sock class was under ninety years old.