Tina D'Angelo
Bio
I am a 70-year-old grandmother, who began my writing career in 2022. Since then I have published 6 books, all available on Barnes and Noble or Amazon.
BARE HUNTER, SAVE ONE BULLET, G-IS FOR STRING, AND G-IS FOR STRING: OH, CANADA
Achievements (1)
Stories (186/0)
Battle on The Home Front
As soon as I walked in the camp store, Mrs. Godfrey greeted me with an order to follow her to the office. The girls headed into the community room behind Mr. Godfrey to begin morning activities with their personal entertainment director. The girls adored Gordy and he felt the same about them. Today he would have them put together all the puzzles in the back room that had been tossed from their boxes.
By Tina D'Angelo8 days ago in Chapters
ALL THAT AND A KITTY TOO
Mike returned from Mickey D's before I knew it and I helped carry the bags and drinks to the backyard of the housing unit, where there was a picnic area and playground. The girls were thrilled that I had finally done something right today—McDonald's for dinner and a kitty to play with.
By Tina D'Angelo10 days ago in Chapters
Two Strikes Leaves Me a Miss
I had to get control of myself. The girls would not see me lose it. I jammed my hand into my pocketbook, searching for the wad of tissues I kept handy for runny noses or sticky hands. Finding them I blew my nose, wiped my eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to laugh off my tantrum.
By Tina D'Angelo11 days ago in Chapters
Eew! That's What She Said!
As soon as I dressed in the laundry room, I peeked out to see if my stalker was still hanging around, then dashed across the driveway to the camp store. Janie was cashing out the morning girl and sliding her tray into the register when I ran up to her, hysterically.
By Tina D'Angelo12 days ago in Chapters
From Hero to Zero
When you have kids, keep your seat belt fastened at all times because there is constant turbulence. Yesterday I was the perfect mom who made all their dreams come true. Today, because of a pervert wandering the campgrounds, I was an evil witch.
By Tina D'Angelo13 days ago in Chapters
IT'S A DIRTY JOB
The maintenance workers carefully approached the skunk hiding under our table, not wanting to startle it into a full-blown smell attack. The kids who had been sitting in the dining room eating their breakfasts were now crowded at the doors, noses pressed up against the glass, most likely hoping for the full-blown attack.
By Tina D'Angelo14 days ago in Chapters
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