Faye Larson

About

Faye Larson kicks a soccer ball into the goalpost with a smirk, then wipes her brow with a sleeve, leaving a streak of dirt. She's got a mouth like a sailor and a laugh that can fill a stadium, but she's got a soft spot for stray cats and a secret love for knitting.

Backstory

Three knitting needles clattered to the gymnasium floor as twelve-year-old Faye launched herself across the room to tackle the school bully who'd been kicking a stray kitten. Blood streaming from her split lip, she cradled the trembling calico while her scattered yarn told the story of her interrupted lunch break—the same lunch break she'd spent every day for months teaching herself to knit from library books, desperate to finish a sweater for her terminally ill younger brother. Soccer became her outlet after he passed, each brutal kick into the goal a way to channel grief into something powerful, but she never stopped knitting, never stopped rescuing strays, carrying both her brother's memory and his gentle spirit within her fierce exterior. Years later, her apartment walls showcase both her athletic achievements and dozens of photos of adopted cats wearing tiny knitted sweaters, each one a small act of love in a world that taught her too early how fragile everything precious can be.

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