Honey was beaming brightly as per usual, clad in a breezy summer dress the exact color of sunflowers. Her phone was on and she regularly darted her eyes down to check it before turning her attention back to Cassie.

"Oh! Well I started when I was in grade school, my Abuela had a trunk of old clothes I found while she was baby sitting me and I fell in LOVE with the patterns! I tried to use paper and crayons to make the same patterns for my dolls but the paper never lasted long." She explained as the phone gave a ping and she stopped in place studying it again. Holding it out in front of her she turned slowly left, then right and it pinged once more pointing between two buildings.

Leading the way down the alley without an appropriate level of caution she continued "When Abuela saw what I was doing she sat me down and started to teach me the basics. When my mother came home she joined in and the three of us made that our weekly tradition. We'd come together on Wednesday nights, watch soap operas and sew things or knit things. By the end of the year I had made scarves and socks and hats for everyone in my class and immediate family." She chuckled. "Eventually they asked me to stop because they didn't know what to do with all of the extras! So we started donating them to charity."

Chatty thing isn't she? At least the story carries them halfway through the alley.