Beatrice Sweet is Terrance Sweet’s wife. Beatrice is in her late 60’s and constantly dreams of her four children who left this land years ago to marry and start families of their own.
The children leaving has left the elderly couple alone in their large home.
These days, Beatrice sits quietly knitting and rocking back in forth in her chair all day long by the fire, staring out at the cold lake water lapping at the shore. Every once in a while she gently sets down her needles and yarn and gazes out at the moon as if she were homesick and dreaming of another place she would rather be. She never speaks anymore and has fallen into a deep depression. Her husband Terrance has grown weary of spending time around her. He leaves her to her work and the trail of yarn turns into a long blanket which wanders over her lap, her legs, onto the floor and out into the living room, filling the entire room. When she runs out of one color she picks up another off the mantle and continues to add to the blanket. The blanket is a rainbow of dark and dreary colors which is drowning the living room and the life Terrance and Beatrice once had.