Margaret Brennan
Bio
I am a 78-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.
My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.
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YOU'RE ALL MINE - ch 30
YOU’RE ALL MINE - ch 30 (the magic of Midnight) ^ ^ Back home, Finola encouraged Mia to explain to her parents what they had done. “Mia, you need to get used to explaining your actions. Your parents should know of your capabilities.” Then added, “Brian, Morena, Mia has the gift, actually many gifts. With your permission, I’d like to work with her to enhance them. Teach her how and when to use them and just as important, how to curtail them. Brian, you’ve allowed your gifts to wane, but we shouldn’t allow that to happen to Mia. Please, allow me to help. Under the circumstances, it’s my opinion that might prove to be necessary.”
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Fiction
YOU'RE ALL MINE - ch 28
YOU’RE ALL MINE - ch 28 (the magic of Midnight) ^ ^ A spiffy, black Camaro eased up the road to the distillery and parked behind the building. The driver, after exiting the car, proudly swaggered to where his two friends were sitting.
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Fiction
YOU'RE ALL MINE - ch 26
YOU’RE ALL MINE - ch 26 (the magic of Midnight) ^ ^ After that day, Brian watched his daughter carefully but saw nothing out of the ordinary. She seemed to go about her business as she always did. She’d wake early, tend her garden, and go to school. Upon returning home, Mia did her homework, tidied her room, and tackled a few household chores while her mother worked. After all that was finished, she’d go back outside to her garden and turn on the sprinkler system that her father had installed a few years before. She always said the plants grew better if they were watered after sunset. Satisfied, she’d quickly check on the seedlings in her greenhouse.
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Fiction
YOU'RE ALL MINE - ch 25
YOU’RE ALL MINE - ch 25 (the magic of Midnight) ^ ^ Morena called Brian’s cell phone. “Hi, Brian. It looks like I’ll be a bit late coming home. There’s some kind of stomach bug going around. There have been several people coming in with severe cramps and diarrhea. We are not overloaded but the diarrhea and vomiting seemed to take forever to ease off. I'll stop by Shauna's on my way home. I'm thinking of fish and chips for supper is that OK?”
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Fiction
YOU'RE ALL MINE - ch 24
YOU’RE ALL MINE - ch 24 (the magic of Midnight) ^ ^ Mia, her parents and Finola, quickly walked to the corner where Midnight’s food bowl always lay. Morena had washed the bowl clean, and it was still on the kitchen counter, however, in the corner was a large mound of live, squiggly maggots.
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Fiction
YOU'RE ALL MINE - ch 22
YOU’RE ALL MINE - ch 22 (the magic of Midnight) ^ ^ Midnight was almost tempted to tell Mia to close her eyes as she began driving down the long road to her house. “What was I thinking?” he said to herself. “That’s like asking her to aim her car toward the cliff and keep driving until she hits the river.”
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Fiction
YOU'RE ALL MINE - ch 21
YOU’RE ALL MINE - ch 21 (the magic of Midnight) ^ ^ With her father’s nod of approval, Mia drove her friends to the airport. She’d never driven that far before without one of her parents with her so, that meant, that she was excited about her new adventure, thrilled that her parents trusted her enough to make the hour’s drive, and a bit nervous – all at the same time.
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Fiction
YOU'RE ALL MINE - ch 19
YOU’RE ALL MINE - ch 19 (the magic of Midnight) ^ ^ Mia gasped and for a few seconds, stood as if turned to stone. To say her surprise was overwhelming, doesn’t adequately describe her emotions, as she slowly looked around the room at the many faces who gathered in the warehouse.
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Fiction
