My boyfriend's mama bought me Maggie Sefton's Knit One, Kill Two: A Knitting Mystery for my birthday. I'm enjoying it; Maggie Sefton writes a pretty good yarn(haha). So I'm reading away in bed last night and I come to part where somebody has supposedly burned a wool sweater to dispose of evidence. Well, wool is flame retardant. So I say, "Maggie Sefton's story has a hole in it." And my boyfriend says, "It's only a yarn over."