باشگاه بافندگی خون‌آشام ۰۲.۰ - دوخت‌ها و جادوگران

Dropping stitches and catching killersWhen an older gentleman keels over in his scones and tea at the Elderflower Tea Shop in Oxford—a victim of poison—Lucy Swift and her band of undead amateur detectives are on the case.Elderflower Tea Shop is next door to Cardinal Woolsey’s, the yarn shop Lucy runs and home to the late-night Vampire Knitting Club. The tea shop owners are a pair of octogenarian spinsters and old family friends, so Lucy wants to help clear up the mystery that’s keeping their shop closed. But murder isn’t the only issue troubling the Miss Watts. A man has come between them. Miss Florence Watt is being romanced by an old flame, one Mary Watt distrusts.In between figuring out who, among his many enemies, might have poisoned the unpleasant Colonel Montague, Lucy’s trying to brush up on her magic spells before the Wiccan potluck dinner her witchy cousin insists she attend.However, she’s still settling into being a witch and since she botched a spell and blew up her kitchen, she’s taking the magic slowly.Her knitting endeavors aren’t much better. Between purling when she should knit and dropping so many stitches her hand-knit scarf looks like it was attacked by giant moths, there are days Lucy thinks she’ll pack it all in and move back to Boston. She might, except she’d miss her beloved undead grandmother, her new friends, one very sexy vampire and a local detective who is very much alive. Every family has annoying relatives; mine just happen to be undead. My Grandmother, Agnes Bartlett, used to own Cardinal Woolseys knitting shop in Oxford then died and left her shop to me, without informing me that she wasnt actually dead. Shes a vampire and part of the worlds strangest craft circle the Vampire Knitting Club. As you might imagine, this means shes free to interfere in how I run the business that used to be hers. Shes trying to teach me to knit and its not going well. Shes also trying to teach me how to be a witch, since it turns out Im from a long line of witches. Another tiny detail about my family that no one ever told me, along with the long-lost witch cousins I recently discovered. But Im learning. Ive got my family spell book, my black cat familiar, some powers that sometimes scare me, and an interesting new group of friends. My archaeologist parents are coming to visit and bringing me a gift I could do without. So, to recap, I run a knitting shop and I cant knit. Im a beginning witch who cant always control her cat, never mind her magic, and my love life is as tangled as the last sock I tried to knit. Oh, and for some reason, I keep getting involved in murder investigations. Good thing I have my vampire knitters to help sniff out clues. At least Ive finally hired the perfect assistant, a real demon with the crochet hook. Or is she too perfect?