Rose crossed the border illegally when she was still a small child, too young to remember. That’s the truth as they’ve told her, so says the immigration official with the kind but firm eyes.
She wants to join the military, to serve her country and, okay, to help herself through college. That’s how the truth came out.
In her heart, she is a patriot. She loves this country, the country of her heart – if not her legal birth.
She waits at the metal table with held breath to find out what will happen next.
6 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: Homeland”
Topical take in the current climate I don’t think it will work out for her, but I hope it does. Nicely done.
There’s so much story here. The country of her heart. Beautiful turn of a phrase. I hope things work in her favor. Well done.
Patriotism is in your heart not on your birth certificate. I’m holding my breathe for every immigrant just like her.
Oh, no. I hope it works out for her. Nice story!
I like the words “country of her heart”. That is something that resonates with so many people around the world. Nice one.
It’s a shame these things are happening. It’s probably only going to get worse too. I understand the mayors of the sanctuary cities are going to fight it. Over 60% of the Los Angeles population is Hispanic Good writing, Anne. Happy Holidays. —- Suzanne