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    My Maggie Valentine: Maggie MacKay: Holiday Special, #3
    My Maggie Valentine: Maggie MacKay: Holiday Special, #3
    My Maggie Valentine: Maggie MacKay: Holiday Special, #3
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    My Maggie Valentine: Maggie MacKay: Holiday Special, #3

    By Kate Danley

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    Valentine's Day is terrible.  Especially when you're Maggie MacKay and tasked with chaperoning the local high school Valentine's dance.  Join Maggie and Killian on a holiday, short story adventure.  Sometimes you wrestle with demons.  And sometimes they just want to cuddle...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherKatherine Danley
    Release dateJan 27, 2018
    ISBN9781386774990
    My Maggie Valentine: Maggie MacKay: Holiday Special, #3
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    Kate Danley

    Kate Danley, an award-winning actress, playwright, and author, is a member of the Acme Comedy Improv and sketch troupes in Los Angeles. Her plays have been produced in New York, Los Angeles, and the Washington, DC/Baltimore area. Danley’s screenplay Fairy Blood won first place in the Breckenridge Festival of Film screenwriting competition in the action/adventure category. Her debut novel, The Woodcutter, was honored with the Garcia Award for the best fiction book of the year, was the first place fantasy book in the Reader Views Literary Awards, and the winner of the sci-fi/fantasy category of the Next Generation Indie Book Awards. Kate currently lives in Burbank, California, and works by day as office manager for education and exhibits at the Natural History Museum of Los Angeles.

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      My Maggie Valentine - Kate Danley

      My Maggie Valentine

      Red. 

      There was red everywhere. 

      Broken shards of glass.

      Crimson hearts pressed up against my feet.

      Maggie?  Are you all right? Father Killarney shouted from below. 

      Fluttering.

      Yes! I called back. 

      So much red.

      I breathed deep.  I dropped the box.

      My name is Maggie MacKay.  I'm a magical tracker.  Usually, I use my muscles to take down the bad guys.  Vampires, demons, and assholes who insist on standing right up against the baggage carousel at the airport instead of taking a step back so everyone can get their stuff without having to throw an elbow to get through. 

      But this time, I was being forced to use my brute strength to wrestle a far more frightening foe – Valentine's Day decorations for Father Killarney's Safe and Sane Valentine's Day Dance Mixer for the church's school and youth group. 

      I think Dante really missed a trick not covering this particular level of hell in his Inferno.

      I had just dropped a box full of glitter hearts, red candle holders, and tissue paper centerpieces all over the church's attic storeroom.  I know what you're thinking.  Grab a vacuum and clean it up, Maggie.  But the only way up or down was via an aluminum ladder Father Killarney usually kept out with the spiders in the gardening shed. I contemplated impaling myself with the silver stake my twin sister, Mindy, got me from Things Remembered against trying to sweep up the glitter.  It was kind of a tossup at this point.

      Oh, Maggie... Father Killarney's head popped up through the attic opening like a stern gopher surveying a macabre field.  What happened?

      I'm sorry, I replied, trying to keep the defensive, self-victimization whine out of my voice, the whine that always seemed to appear whenever Father Killarney caught me screwing up.  The box just slipped out of my fingers.

      Father Killarney sighed.  Exhausted, like I had put him through soooo much, he waved away my apology.  It's fine.  I'll get you a broom.  It is just some vases and heart-shaped glitter.  This time he pulled out the heavy disappointed sigh.  Oh, I was in for it.  Why did you have to spill the glitter?  It will be getting into everything until kingdom come.  I'm able to clear out demons easier than glitter.

      Maybe someone else should help, I offered, hoping I had messed things up enough he'd let me go home and get caught up on MGTV's Fixer Scupper marathon.  There was this design team that refurbished haunted ghost boats.  They'd kick out the cranky spirits and close up the open hull plans, slap some paint on the figureheads, and their designs always involved a lot of ship lath.  It was strangely addicting.

      Father Killarney wasn't letting me off the hook.

      Maggie? said Father Killarney.  "I have saved the world for you how many times?  You owe me.  You OWE me.  You are going to help me save this dance."

      I sighed.  The priest had me dead to rights. 

      The Valentine's dance was THE annual event in the parish, and one of the biggest fundraisers for the teens.  I think they used the money to go to a water park or something in the middle of summer, which is about as close as anyone can get to heaven when you live in SoCal without A/C.  Usually, this dance was headed up by youth coordinator, dark force exterminator, and all around general badass Sister Magdalena, but said Sister of Steel had been knocked flat by the flu.

      Looking at all the flowery expressions of love kind of made me want to throw up, too.

      "I'll see what

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