The bus traveled through the night for more than 10 hours.
I rested against the window and watched a quiet southern town pass outside. The damp air carried the faint sweetness of blossoms.
I rented an old cottage with a small courtyard. The cobblestone lane and weathered white walls gave me exactly the peace I needed.
I bought a complete set of embroidery needles and several bundles of high-quality thread. Then I spent every waking hour on embroidery and knotwork.
After six months, I opened Twin Loop Studio on the town's historic main street.
My original twin-loop knotwork and detailed embroidery quickly became popular with tourists. Every morning, I opened the door to find the order book packed with orders.
Meanwhile, about 1,200 miles away, Grant was living through his own private
