02 September 2005


Slice of Life

Spindrift Seaweed brought a patch of cloth to the quilting bee which she said was cut from a sail that had powered the ship which deposited the invaders on our land. That’s impossible, said the other members of the bee. That was hundreds of years ago. Spindrift nodded. I know, she said, but it’s true. My grandmother saved it. Our family has had it for generations. She offered the fraying and yellowed cloth to her friends. No one wanted to touch it or look at it. We can’t let the invaders see it, said Spindrift. They’ll go crazy on us.

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