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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MIDNIGHT MAGIC - ch 3. Top Story - March 2025.
MIDNIGHT MAGIC – ch 3 Julie (*)(*)(*) Morena walked through the front door with a bag of fish and chips for supper. Before she could ask, Mia placed her finger against her lips to indicate they should speak quietly.
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Fiction
MIDNIGHT MAGIC - ch 2
MIDNIGHT MAGIC – ch 2 Julie (*)(*)(*) Mia entered the parking lot of the medical clinic. Before getting out of the car, she turned to face her friend and said, “What’s going on, Jules? Why are you terrified if he finds you? You need to talk to me.”
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Fiction
MIDNIGHT MAGIC - ch 1
MIDNIGHT MAGIC – ch 1 Julie (*)(*)(*) Midnight trotted after Mia as she left school. “Mia, mo chroi (my heart), I don’t understand why you won’t drive to school. You have a great car, and your parents always encourage you to use it. So, why are we walking?”
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Fiction
VIOLET AND ROSE
VIOLET AND ROSE Forever friends ^*^*^*^ “Violet, I’m beyond restless. How many times have I walked through this little yard, said hello to the same people, looked at the same trees and flowers. There have been too many times to count. I need to get out! Move around. Meet new people. See new things!”
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Fiction
FEBRUARY - 1963. Top Story - February 2025.
February -, 1963 My dearest Meg, I know you’re wondering why I didn’t date this letter. There’s a good reason for that I’m hoping you’ll be reading this by Valentine’s Day but knowing how slow the mail moves around here, there’s no way to be sure. I wish I was there to take you to a fancy restaurant, buy you a box of chocolates, and a very large bouquet of red roses. My, wonderful, darling, Meg, I miss you so much.
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Fiction
YOU'RE ALL MINE = ch 32. Top Story - February 2025.
YOU’RE ALL MINE - ch 32 (the magic of Midnight) ^ ^ Midnight tiptoed around the house. She knew something was unsettling but couldn't put her, well, paw on it. She hissed quietly, “Something is amiss. It’s not big but it’s not good.” The feline wondered if she should wake Mia to investigate but then had another idea.
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Fiction
