New York’s shop windows are twinkling with lights and decorated inside with unwrapped presents.
It was a bad storm, and the howling gales were pushing and bullying the timid boat further from the land, and out to sea. The men were frightened. Margaret tried to hold onto the side of the boat, but her hand went right through the wood.
What was that? She thought she saw a turtle being manhandled by the waves, but she wasn’t sure. She looked around for the men on the boat, but the sheets of rain obscured her vision.
It was an awful stormy night, but as time went by, the wind and waves ceded somewhat and became less fierce. Margaret became less and less fearful. She even started skipping around the boat and wondering if they were going to see Santa. She saw several fish in the water and tried to catch one.
And then she started singing seafaring songs. “Margaret and her crew put out to sea, the name of the boat was Binky. The winds blew up, her bows dipped down, but she held fast, for the Captain of the boat was the mighty Maggie.”
She wasn’t that good at rhyming, but that never stopped her before. She liked to rhyme. And whenever her aunt Nancy from California called, they would have rhyming contests.
She sang a few more songs and then she started wondering if she would see a whale or a mermaid? She wouldn’t mind riding on the back of either.
What was that? What a strange looking fish.
Margaret cried out to the fish, in a cheerful voice, “Hello my friend… what nasty weather we’re having.”
She knew that a smile and a gentle word became a doorway, not a wall. That’s what her mom taught her.
She thought the fish was going to talk back. This was such a magical world that she was in. But the fish didn’t say anything.
She knew though, that sometimes the loudest thing you can say is nothing at all.
That’s what her dad told her mom.
Margaret, trying to get a better look, leaned too far over the side of the boat, and fell into the water. To her surprise she could swim. She swam over to the strange looking fish. It was brightly colored, and the fish’s stocky body, large head, and sunken wide eyes had Margaret baffled. Its cheeks puffed in and out, and it kept going round and round in circles. Out of nowhere a bigger fish tried to gobble Margaret up, but she was too fast, and the bigger fish missed.
All those games of playing dodgeball really paid off.
Margaret noticed a star streaking across the sky and waved to it. She saw one last year and her mom told her, “It’s just an Angel waving to you.”
And then she saw something walking on the water.
The men saw it also and one cried out, “It’s a ghost.”
But it wasn’t a ghost. It was a Man. And Margaret saw Him before. It was the Healer.
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The Christmas Tree series are thrilling holiday adventures filled with magic, mystery, and historical wonders. Margaret and her best friend Billy embark on a series of extraordinary journeys through time and space, all thanks to the magical Christmas Tree given to her by the mysterious Mr. Magi.
Each decoration on the tree holds a secret, unlocking enchanted worlds, historical events, and even encounters with legendary figures. From the bustling streets of ancient Rome to mystical lands filled with elves and Hrinoffs, Margaret and Billy’s adventures bring them face-to-face with awe-inspiring and sometimes perilous experiences.
Along the way, they uncover hidden lessons about courage, friendship, and the true meaning of the holiday spirit.
Blending holiday magic with time-traveling excitement, The Christmas Tree series is a heartwarming and imaginative tale perfect for readers of all ages who believe in the wonder of Christmas and the power of adventure. And most importantly the power of Almighty God.
Fictional stories by John Saccone 
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