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Shaking the wrinkles from the old, worn coat, he placed his arms into the sleeves, one by one and proceeded to gather up his fishing gear and head to the river.
Thinking time was what he needed, and that old coat was a necessary part of his life, as he felt the comfort, the familiarity and what he swore was the scent of his daddy’s old pipe tobacco.
Standing at the shore, doing more thinking than fishing, he snagged a few but no real keepers, until finally, right after spotting the most vivid red cardinal, he hooked the biggest fish he had seen in a long time, maybe even when his daddy was with him many years ago.
“Yes, I understand now, daddy, and I will do just that tonight, see you the next time.”
With a determined gait, he double stepped it back to his place and cleaned up, knowing he needed to have a spit shiny image in order to accomplish his goal.
With her bright red curls shadowing her sparkling blue-green eyes, she smiled the most beautiful, wide smile, all before he took her hand and said, “it’s time for me to talk to your daddy, but first I want to make sure it’s okay with you,” and he knelt to the ground.
This is my contribution to the Six Sentence Story for this week where Denise provides us a prompt word each each. This weeks word was “coat.”
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What a treat! You paint a beautiful picture with your words.
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Aww thank you!
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what an excellent Six… quietly draws us in, at first my misdirection, the clothing, the memories and then, last sentence.
nice one
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I really enjoyed this and can so relate to the second sentence. Clothing from a loved one who has passed on can be a very real comfort and for some, a source of true inspiration 🙂
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I enjoyed reading your beautiful story.
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I enjoyed that. And a great title too. Never knew about the spiritual legend of the red Cardinal! Finding the scent on clothing, or any item really, that beloged to a loved one is a special moment.
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some say a picture paints a thousand words, you paint a picture in six sentences. Great job, great title.
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Aww and I wasn’t even fishing for compliments! 😀 Thank you!
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very punny
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The title makes so much sense with this story within a story. Cool.
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I love this. And I love what you’ve done with the connection to his father through the favorite coat. Great read.
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Love this–and I never heard that saying about cardinals and angels–way cool!!
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