My Stories

 Uncle Shelby

The story that won for me my first liar’s contest.

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Agnes and Phil    

A love story… about a pair of socks. (Socks mate for life, you know.)
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Hi, Jack      

Jack, Jack Spratt, Jack and Jill, Little Jack Horner, Jack Frost, Jack Be Nimble and even more Jacks inhabit this story about…, ahmmmm, Jack!
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Mama's Miracle    

When I was seven years old, I was convinced my mama had worked a miracle. For a little girl living in a Catholic community, this was powerful indeed. It only took me 36 years to finally come full-circle with this story.
Sister Cecelia introduced miracles to our 2nd grade class.  I was intrigued.  Entranced.  And determined to see a miracle on my own.  A few weeks later, when my mom pulled an enormous man out of the backseat of a sinking car.  I KNEW she’d worked a miracle and that wonderful things were bound to happen because of it.  It just took a while.

Hag of Plymouth

Plymouth Harbour is haunted, haunted by a girl whose lover is lost at sea, whose wedding dress hangs in her bedroom, a grim reminder of what should have been, a girl who waits and waits and waits for a ship that never comes.
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Rum Cake

Every Christmas I make rum cakes. Due to its high alcoholic content, this particular cake ended up feeding the birds - and that’s when the fun began!

Donal and Kate

What happens when a husband is spirited away, to a place where time does not exist, while his wife spends her days, and her youth, searching for him? And when he’s rescued, he doesn’t know her.