It all started at a red light.
I was on my way to the Yarn Basket to purchase a knitter’s tool that Dottie had in stock because she carried items that you couldn’t find in a chain store. Then the red light stopped me from rushing up the hill to the shop. Sitting in my car I wondered: How long will Dottie, now in her nineties, keep the shop open? The answer to my question was taped to the shop window.