The Nice Thing About Strangers

Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.

In Case of a Tie

“Your bow is undone,” her older sister whispers, holding up one end of the blue sash that should be tied at the back of her little sister’s frilly dress. Big sister begins to draw the strands together, but the little girl quietly demurs. The girl moves along the kneeler like a balance beam, walking carefully across the narrow space in front of her family. They are lined up in the pew before Mass, waiting for the music to begin.

Her mother extends a hand to help, but the little girl taps Mom’s knee politely and keeps walking down the line. She passes her brother, her other sister, and comes to a stop in front of Dad.

“Daddy, you’re the best tie-er.” She turns her back to him. His thick fingers set to work, making a neat bow. She glances over her shoulder briefly, but stops as though checking his efforts would be a vote of no-confidence. “You’re the best because you’re in the Navy.” Dad grins, receives her hug of gratitude, and smirks as the girl whispers to her siblings, “Dad can tie ropes on ships, or leashes for dolphins, and everybody’s shoelaces. He’s the best.”

–Colorado

Budapest, Hungary

Budapest, Hungary

7 comments on “In Case of a Tie

  1. andy1076
    March 14, 2016

    To this day I still can’t quite get the tie quite right lol!

    Sculptures like these are so life like it’s amazing 🙂

    • I never can get it right either. I usually tuck the tied part of my shoes in, so no one will see. 🙂
      Paige

      • andy1076
        March 16, 2016

        That’s cute 😀 lol

  2. Darlene
    March 14, 2016

    Dad’s are the best tie-rs! Even my cowboy dad could toe a mean bow. Maybe because he worked with ropes as well.

  3. Eric Tonningsen
    March 14, 2016

    Dad’s are pretty special. 🙂

  4. michaelwatsonvt
    March 14, 2016

    Marvelous as always!

  5. joannerambling
    March 14, 2016

    Thank you, I liked this post

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