After a lifetime spent scrubbing and mending for others, Ana Mae Futrell has passed away. Her relatives have reluctantly returned to their North Carolina hometown to bury the older sister they never really bothered to know. For instance, they didn't know Ana Mae had gathered a hefty savings doing the domestic work for which they looked down on her. They didn't know she'd own big on a lottery ticket--real big. There's just one catch: Ana Mae's millions will go only to the person who can interpret the clues she's stitched into her favorite quilt. Should they all fail, the fortune goes to Diamond Jim and Baby Sue--Ana Mae's cats. Will the heir be Mary Jo, an ex-showgirl still trying to live the high life with her con-man husband? Or will it be Marguerite, whose marriage is strained by the threat of financial ruin? Maybe the winner will be the Reverend "Too Sweet" le Baptiste, who shared a "special" relationship with Ana Mae before he found the Lord... or maybe it will be the gay brother who embodies the greatest secret of Ana Mae's life. But as the race to crack the quilt begins, everyone involved learns there's more to gain than money. For, one by one, they're about to learn a little something about Ana Mae--and a hole lot about themselves.
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Three adult siblings converge on the small town of Drapersville, NC, to pay their respects to their older sister, Ana Mae Futrell, who has passed. The kind-hearted Ana Mae led a quiet life but one ... Read full review
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