Yet the stares they gave the Knitting Circle were not that much better.

Servants had started trotting horses through right on the heels of the Knitting Circle, beginning with the packhorses.

One way or another she would see it done, though the Knitting Circle very likely would faint.

Her head swung dangerously, and she stabbed a finger at the Knitting Circle.

"When we are-when we are done talking with her, you can take her back to the Knitting Circle."

Like the rest, her face was frightened, her eyes darting, despite the entire Knitting Circle surrounding them and talking urgently.

Not that Kin stopped talking, and falling silent whenever a sister or one of the Knitting Circle came near.

Her previous novel, The Knitting Circle, also explored the theme of grief.

The Knitting Circle is the group which leads the Kin.

She had been Eldest of the Knitting Circle, the highest authority among the Kin.