As much as I enjoy knitting, I have to conclude that knitting groups in general make lousy backdrops for novels. With few exceptions, they run to the simple and sappy. This one, unfortunately, is not one of the exceptions. The main character has lost a child, as Hood did, and spirals into a deep depression, also shadowing Hood's experience. But Constant Reader has difficulty accepting the notion that the women in the knitting circle to which Mary Baxter is reluctantly dragged all have some deep hidden sorrow whose discovery helps Mary heal.
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