It’s a Fine Line

Her mother once told her, “Handcrafts are a girl’s best friend.”

She had always had a knack for weaving tight knots. She adored the complexity in the bonds and the scrutiny that it demanded.

It was like meditation for her; first in, then out, squirming through loopholes and around shady corners. Whenever she took a wrong turn, someone always showed up, armed with help. Every plan she wove became an adventure, and every day an action-packed, adrenaline-pumping endeavour.

And as the lawmakers came after her, they realised she was best friends with the crafty and not the handcrafts.

Advertisements

3 thoughts on “It’s a Fine Line

We are free. Have your say.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s