CHAPTER 19
AMELIA
Constance is showing me how to knit and it is a particularly boring and unbearable process, it this what they would use to determine the winner of the contest, I might as well just quit right now, because there is no way I am learning how to knit, not to talk of becoming proficient in it.
"I give up," I finally declared, throwing the knitted scarf, or what I would want to be a scarf on the floor.
"You cannot give up now, I know it looks hectic but with a little practice you would get it," she tried to encourage me and I sighed.
"That is the thing, I don't want to get it, I don't want to be used to sitting on a rocking chair all day knitting," I replied to her and she frowned, I know that at this point she was already getting so frustrated about my wits and bankers.
