In 1947 she cut up her husband’s uniform and her own wedding dress and made one quilt. Sixty-four years later her grandson finds it on a stranger’s bed in a nursing home, and nobody in the building knows what it is.
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“One of the best books I have ever read in my whole life.”
Kindle Customer · September 4, 2026“It feels like sitting and watching a river flow by.”
MichSen · September 5, 2026“A quiet treasure.”
kym · September 2, 2026“Quilts tell a story that no one else can tell.”
Brenda Dodd · September 5, 2026“It will warm your heart, and your soul.”
Katherine Arthur · September 6, 2026“A whole relationship without anyone having to explain it.”
Kira Jones · September 2, 2026Harlan Vollmer shipped out of Oakland in February 1943, three weeks after the wedding. He came home in November 1945, eighty-seven days after the war ended.
Four yards of ivory duchesse, bought in her father’s one good year and kept folded on a closet shelf since 1931. Her mother could not sew a stitch.
On the second of January, 1947, Ruth sat down at the kitchen table and cut up both of them. It stayed on their bed for twenty-five years. Then she gave it away.
Twenty-five novels of Christian supernatural suspense, and two that are not.
Twenty-five novels about ancient relics, buried records and ordinary people who find out they were never alone in the dark. They have their own home, with free chapters and a whole novel you can have for nothing.
A quilt made from a soldier’s uniform and his wife’s wedding dress, and the sixty-eight years it spends carrying everything the family never said out loud.
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He built the game. But something else built him.
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