Ten Scarves To Say Goodbye

I have a high-paying client who frequently commissions me to hand-knit custom scarves for astronomical prices. Until this latest order, when he transferred an extra three thousand dollars with a note: Make this one perfect. She’s the one I like best. The day after I shipped it to him, my gorgeous, brooding, and devastatingly poor boyfriend quietly handed me a familiar package. I stared at it. "…You knit this?" He pressed his lips together, looking almost shy. "Yeah. Do you like it?" I smiled, my teeth grinding so hard my jaw ached. "I love it. In fact, why don't you knit me one every single week?"