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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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 Brennan11 months 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 Brennan12 months ago in Fiction
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 Brennan12 months 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 Brennan12 months 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 Brennan12 months 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 Brennan12 months 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 Brennan12 months ago in Fiction
