Logs crackle as Hasha watches the needle in her mother’s hand pierce and reemerge from the embroidered hem of her father’s coat. Threads weave their family’s history into the garment’s borders: the victory with the defeat, the joy with the loss.
“Here is the day your grandparents married,” says Mother, pointing to two silver doves. “And here is the night fire claimed their barn.”
“What happens when the border’s complete?” Hasha asks, wondering if her life will count towards the colorful threads in her family’s coats.
“Then we’ll begin again,” Mother smiles, and clips the threads between her teeth.
Trying something new this week with Six Sentence Stories. You can check out others’ takes on this week’s cue “BORDER,” here.
The Wordsy 
What a sweet six sentence story!
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Thanks! I enjoyed reading your take on the prompt too! Cheers
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The last line is profound.
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A beautiful metaphor woven in the story.
https://ideasolsi65.blogspot.in/2017/08/border-hope-and-homecoming.html
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Haha “woven into the story” – exactly! Thank you!
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Beautifully told! Such a special way to hold the memories close and include everyone.
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Very nice. Good use of the cue
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I concur! (with my fellow commentationers)… a very nice tale. In Six Sentences, not the easiest of things to do!
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What a lovely 6. So much said in a mere 6 lines 🙂
Well done!
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Simply delightful. I really enjoyed reading it – twice!
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