Megan is a thirteen-year-old teenage girl, who realises that she has psychic powers that others do not have. At first, she tried to talk to her mother about them, but with disastrous consequences, so she learned to keep quiet about them. However, some people do offer to help and an animal showed a special friendship, but they were not 'alive' in the normal sense of the word. They had passed on. Megan has three such friends: Wacinhinsha, her Spirit Guide, who had been Sioux in his last life on Earth; her maternal grandfather, Gramps and a huge Siberian tiger called Grrr. Wacinhinsha is extremely knowledgeable in all things spiritual, psychic and paranormal; her grandfather is a novice 'dead person' and Grrr can only speak Tiger, as one might imagine and most of that, of course is unintelligible to humans. In 'Megan Goes on Holiday', the family goes on holiday abroad and Megan becomes besotted with the place. On her return home, she makes a bit of a fool of herself by pretending to be what she is not and showing off. However her mother and a few others bring her back to reality Wacinhinsha gives her an explanation for her recent infatuation with her holiday destination.
The first in a laugh-out-loud, new chick lit series by bestselling author Chrissie Manby, perfect for your beach bag.
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1865 edition. Excerpt: ... Mr. Ward had a sail-boat, "The Gipsey," and he and his son took the management of it, and two other gentlemen who were also boarding at Mr. Ward's, accompanied them. The day was fine, and a brisk breeze added to the excitement of the sail. Fanny was a little timid at first, but her courage gradually rose, till she enjoyed the trip greatly. She put out her hand to play with the water, and bounded with the motion of the boat, and, before they were back to land, she felt quite like an old sailor. As for Charles, he began to understand the sailor's love for the grand old sea. The ocean is full of charms to a boy. There is to him a wild exulting freedom in riding on its boundless bosom, drinking in its fresh exhilarating air, feeling and braving its power, guiding his tiny boat securely over its waves, moving with its motion, till he seems to become part of it, and communing, as it were, with the great heart of nature. No wonder that boys love it! Never had they tasted such delicious mackerel as Mrs. Ward broiled for their dinner on their returnMrs. Weston said she had just learned the meaning of the recipe of Mrs. Glass, "First catch the hare." So the days passed, only too quickly. The mornings were given to bathing and various excursions, and the afternoons to reading and quiet employments. At the end of a fortnight, there was a great storm. Charles and Fanny sat for hours at the windows, watching the tossing, tumultuous waves, and listening to their roar. "This would be a good day for pressing your sea-weeds, Fanny," said the mother. "So it would! Thank you, mother. Will you show me how?" "Certainly, dear. Bring your book, and muslin and paper, and we will go to work." Fanny obeyed. Charles...
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