Mystery, Thanks, and Parting Gifts: 3 Titillating Stories
The Mystery of BC begins with a horrific blizzard that traps a most unique creature in an unlikely place. There are several four-legged friends that bring up the question of who is really the master and who is the domesticated beast. Familiar animal traits and unusual characteristics come into play as cross-over similarities are experienced. Celebrating Halloween produces an unexpected trick that becomes a laughable treat for the trash men. Indeed this is a mystery laced together with uncanny observations of humorous animal antics.
Thanksgiving Soup explains my grandmother’s holiday tradition of preparing her special soup on the eve of Thanksgiving that dates back to the darkest days of World War II. The ingredients include unvarnished slices of life from decades ago, blended with relished reflections of human nature as seen through her eyes, and the dicing away of banished wrongdoers who foolishly done her wrong. Naturally her rambling storytelling – retold by her only and most favorite grandson – is perfectly flavored with the spices of Nanny’s timeless humor, wicked wisdom, and kitchen table logic – all simmered together with the prevailing insight of Ben Franklin. Frankly, this is an enchanting dialogue between a young teenage grandson and his wise grandmother that’s certain to produce knowing chuckles of agreement, along with laughable alignments in knowing just what she’s talking about that’s as true today as it was over a half a century ago.
Mother’s Parting Gifts is a bittersweet story about my mother’s winless battle with cancer and her deepest desire to celebrate one last Christmas at home with her family. Although this is a poignant piece about anticipating death, the positive account is more about the precious gift of time to facilitate a meaningful closure – the opportunity to share personal reflections that are too often lost in needful doings of daily life or simply allowed to shamefully fall through the cracks. There’s heated disagreement with the doctor regarding the wisdom of her medical treatment plan – compounded by an insane Catch-22 that could block granting her a three-day furlough to go home for Christmas. Add into the mix, a needless father-son competition, along with a lurking professional hit man with an open contract to take a life, and a gathering of guardian angels keeping the grim reaper at bay. Indeed this is a story of a Christmas miracle and a priceless gift that comes during the final passing moments. Sometimes from the deepest rages of mortal conflict come the greatest gifts when it appears there’s nothing more to share.
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Thanksgiving Soup explains my grandmother’s holiday tradition of preparing her special soup on the eve of Thanksgiving that dates back to the darkest days of World War II. The ingredients include unvarnished slices of life from decades ago, blended with relished reflections of human nature as seen through her eyes, and the dicing away of banished wrongdoers who foolishly done her wrong. Naturally her rambling storytelling – retold by her only and most favorite grandson – is perfectly flavored with the spices of Nanny’s timeless humor, wicked wisdom, and kitchen table logic – all simmered together with the prevailing insight of Ben Franklin. Frankly, this is an enchanting dialogue between a young teenage grandson and his wise grandmother that’s certain to produce knowing chuckles of agreement, along with laughable alignments in knowing just what she’s talking about that’s as true today as it was over a half a century ago.
Mother’s Parting Gifts is a bittersweet story about my mother’s winless battle with cancer and her deepest desire to celebrate one last Christmas at home with her family. Although this is a poignant piece about anticipating death, the positive account is more about the precious gift of time to facilitate a meaningful closure – the opportunity to share personal reflections that are too often lost in needful doings of daily life or simply allowed to shamefully fall through the cracks. There’s heated disagreement with the doctor regarding the wisdom of her medical treatment plan – compounded by an insane Catch-22 that could block granting her a three-day furlough to go home for Christmas. Add into the mix, a needless father-son competition, along with a lurking professional hit man with an open contract to take a life, and a gathering of guardian angels keeping the grim reaper at bay. Indeed this is a story of a Christmas miracle and a priceless gift that comes during the final passing moments. Sometimes from the deepest rages of mortal conflict come the greatest gifts when it appears there’s nothing more to share.
Mystery, Thanks, and Parting Gifts: 3 Titillating Stories
The Mystery of BC begins with a horrific blizzard that traps a most unique creature in an unlikely place. There are several four-legged friends that bring up the question of who is really the master and who is the domesticated beast. Familiar animal traits and unusual characteristics come into play as cross-over similarities are experienced. Celebrating Halloween produces an unexpected trick that becomes a laughable treat for the trash men. Indeed this is a mystery laced together with uncanny observations of humorous animal antics.
Thanksgiving Soup explains my grandmother’s holiday tradition of preparing her special soup on the eve of Thanksgiving that dates back to the darkest days of World War II. The ingredients include unvarnished slices of life from decades ago, blended with relished reflections of human nature as seen through her eyes, and the dicing away of banished wrongdoers who foolishly done her wrong. Naturally her rambling storytelling – retold by her only and most favorite grandson – is perfectly flavored with the spices of Nanny’s timeless humor, wicked wisdom, and kitchen table logic – all simmered together with the prevailing insight of Ben Franklin. Frankly, this is an enchanting dialogue between a young teenage grandson and his wise grandmother that’s certain to produce knowing chuckles of agreement, along with laughable alignments in knowing just what she’s talking about that’s as true today as it was over a half a century ago.
Mother’s Parting Gifts is a bittersweet story about my mother’s winless battle with cancer and her deepest desire to celebrate one last Christmas at home with her family. Although this is a poignant piece about anticipating death, the positive account is more about the precious gift of time to facilitate a meaningful closure – the opportunity to share personal reflections that are too often lost in needful doings of daily life or simply allowed to shamefully fall through the cracks. There’s heated disagreement with the doctor regarding the wisdom of her medical treatment plan – compounded by an insane Catch-22 that could block granting her a three-day furlough to go home for Christmas. Add into the mix, a needless father-son competition, along with a lurking professional hit man with an open contract to take a life, and a gathering of guardian angels keeping the grim reaper at bay. Indeed this is a story of a Christmas miracle and a priceless gift that comes during the final passing moments. Sometimes from the deepest rages of mortal conflict come the greatest gifts when it appears there’s nothing more to share.
Thanksgiving Soup explains my grandmother’s holiday tradition of preparing her special soup on the eve of Thanksgiving that dates back to the darkest days of World War II. The ingredients include unvarnished slices of life from decades ago, blended with relished reflections of human nature as seen through her eyes, and the dicing away of banished wrongdoers who foolishly done her wrong. Naturally her rambling storytelling – retold by her only and most favorite grandson – is perfectly flavored with the spices of Nanny’s timeless humor, wicked wisdom, and kitchen table logic – all simmered together with the prevailing insight of Ben Franklin. Frankly, this is an enchanting dialogue between a young teenage grandson and his wise grandmother that’s certain to produce knowing chuckles of agreement, along with laughable alignments in knowing just what she’s talking about that’s as true today as it was over a half a century ago.
Mother’s Parting Gifts is a bittersweet story about my mother’s winless battle with cancer and her deepest desire to celebrate one last Christmas at home with her family. Although this is a poignant piece about anticipating death, the positive account is more about the precious gift of time to facilitate a meaningful closure – the opportunity to share personal reflections that are too often lost in needful doings of daily life or simply allowed to shamefully fall through the cracks. There’s heated disagreement with the doctor regarding the wisdom of her medical treatment plan – compounded by an insane Catch-22 that could block granting her a three-day furlough to go home for Christmas. Add into the mix, a needless father-son competition, along with a lurking professional hit man with an open contract to take a life, and a gathering of guardian angels keeping the grim reaper at bay. Indeed this is a story of a Christmas miracle and a priceless gift that comes during the final passing moments. Sometimes from the deepest rages of mortal conflict come the greatest gifts when it appears there’s nothing more to share.
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| BN ID: | 2940012709110 |
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| Publisher: | CREATUS |
| Publication date: | 12/01/2010 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 47 KB |
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