Antoinette L Brey
I am an elder in a time of freedom. I am now retired. All i want to do is have fun. Without a daily routine, my imagination is one of my only salvations. I am not planning on writing a book, it is just for my own pleasure
- Top Story - November 2023
Me-you are not considering me
The store was jammed, and they only had one register open. Everybody like sheep stood calmly. I on the other hand felt like the store should be doing better. I looked a the flock of sheep (customers) and wondered at their inability to make waves. I also did not make waves, but I did not wait, I left. I was not going to wait in line for thirty minutes. I would come back tomorrow at 7am. The longest the wait would be is ten minutes. These people made me as angry,as the stores lack of concern for our wait.
Magic / The police
Delisa power Delisa delight Regir in delisa, Zeus escuchar our magic The wind swirled. The thirteen women turned their heads to the sky. Their arms opened to the wind. As the wind soared the women felt their powers increase. They smiled even Zeus was with them. Nature would now join forces in their cause. The coven felt their physical strength increase. They chanted a new spell and their ritual wardrobe changed to their work cloths. A chef, a teacher, a waitress. A invisible force field now cloaked each member of the coven. It was their duty to protect the citizen's of this county
The Arrogance of Men
"Tonight is the night that the world will stop. Tonight magic will start the talks." The thirteen women chanted the spell. "Esta noche ..."The spell changed from English to spanish. There were thirteen women from 13 different countries. These women were working together. Each women said two lines of the spell in their native languages.
I never woke up early enough to see the sunrise, but last night I had fallen asleep on the beach. It had not been planned. I had brought my camera to take photos of the sunset. I took some photos and then froze, in a daze overwhelmed by the beauty. It was as if I had been caught in a witch's spell, I was frozen in wonderment. Unable to move, unable to think, the night passed.
Every Saturday night was about the same. Downtown Boston was full of young couples. The young ladies urged their significant others to wave me down. The guy usually mumbled something about how he could have looked out for her on the subway. But my fare tonight was different. He appeared to have not been drinking. He didn't seem to even know where he was going. He just told me to drive, away from the center of the city. I headed toward Brookline, and then Somerville before he broke the silence. All he said was "She died, and I wasn't even there. I was forging our business when I should have been by her side." I was silent, feeling his pain. Then he continued "She promised me to go to the meeting and close the deal. So I did, and right before I waved you down I got the call that she had passed. Tonight I gave her her dying wish. but I feel dead."