Freedom by Patty Panni

The trees outside Morrison Elementary School had exploded into bursts of orange and red. “Look at that, Abby,” Abby’s mom, Jean, was always trying to get Abby to look at something or other. “Nice,” Abby said, not looking up from her Beverly Cleary book. “It’s my favorite time of year,” Jean said. “The air smells...

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Patty Panni
Patty Panni

I'm happily married, retired from a job in the legal profession, and have two 'fur kids' -- a rescue pup named Audrey and an orange tabby named Hobbes. We live in the Memphis, TN area. I'm involved with my local Carnegie Writers Guild, but my passion is for DFW and the lovely writing community Mia has created. It's the absolute best. It has turned me from an intermittent scribbler of words into a dedicated writer with one novel under my belt (almost - still doing final edits), scores of short stories, and a dozen or so poems.

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