Well of course he knew it looked odd, an old fart like him taking up sewing, but much to his surprise, sewing made sense to Jimmy. He liked the words of the sewing machine: tension and timing, thread and bobbin, presser foot. It felt as natural to him as driving, which he always knew he was born to do. It was a powerful, good feeling to have a foot control under his shoe like a gas pedal, the surge of the needle and fabric as he took off on a seam that was its own particular highway. And because sewing involved mechanics, he felt confident around the machine. So what if the kids didn’t like it? Jesus Murphy, he could write a long list of things he didn’t like to see his kids doing.
It wasn’t easy, learning the pressure of the foot control; not going so fast that he was flying off, hell be
