Finish the story begins with: “Few knew about the castle hidden inside the island.”
Ethel Mert knew though as she sat in the bow of the boat and watched the island come into view.
There was a scheduled lunch stop at the Mert Island Café and in that time she hoped to once again connect with her roots.
They were still there she knew, hiding within the castle walls, long hidden from general view and protected by the Mert Family spell that allowed anyone to see the island except the secret castle.
Ethel had been away too long she thought, the tingles within her at the sight of the island reminded her of her connection. She wondered how she might be received and how they would feel if she availed herself of a few potions with which to continue her travels. After all she thought those confounded whinging American tourists had it coming to them.
Written for: https://mondaysfinishthestory.wordpress.com/2015/10/05/mondays-finish-the-story-october-5th-2015/
Morpethroad 
Those confounded Americans!
Yes that’s right…lol…..thanks for stopping by….
I’m wondering if that’s the castle on the island that I read about recently….’course I can’t recall the name now…confounded memory issues!!
I liked Ethel Mert until you got to the part about the whinging American tourists. Now is that fair? I always like stories that include the mention of potions though, so I will let you off the hook this time. 🙂
lol..I did think I’d upset some of you American folk….I mean who ever heard of whinging Australian tourists??? Perish the thought….Thanks Deborah for stopping by.
I won’t ask for the definition of whinging..because then I might have to cast a spell on you or turn you into a whinging something. 🙂
Lol…..I think you guys call it whining…..but whinging is what we say…….so please no spells underneath all this bravado is a reasonably nice person…
Well ok. And see I am not whinging or whining. 🙂
I have been know to suddenly be unable to speak English when finding myself in hotels filled with American tourists. Sometimes ya gotta do what ya gotta do! Am I right?
Nice story.
Yes I know what you mean. I was on a tour earlier this year and at times the US folk would look at me in very puzzled ways as I must have descended into my Aussie accent….
Years ago I was on a business trip, in France with a colleague from Scotland. We checked into our hotel in Versailles and arranged to meet in the bar 20 minutes later to figure out food for the evening. In the bar he told me, “There are some of your countrymen in the room next to mine.”
“I’m sorry,” I said, “what do they look like?”
He answered, “I’m not sure but they sounded as though they were wearing plaid trousers.”
We Americans just don’t get it!
Ha, that’ll learn ’em to whinge 🙂 Fun story.
Wonderful story… ah… if those ‘confounded… Americans” only knew about Ethel!!!
Exactly, what are they in for?? Thanks so much for your comment, appreciate it
I think she should use some of those potions on those whinging (whiny) Americans! They do deserve it. LOL! Cute story Michael, I enjoyed it — and the comments. Hahaha!
Thanks Joy, have a great eventing.
You too Michael.
I smiled at your story, great writing.
Thank you so much Sally.
I have a notion for a potion, but I’m cringing at the whinging. 😉
Thanks Brenda, glad I didn’t send you on a bender.
LOL Now that’s a thought.
I don’t know as I like the part about the potions and her dislike of American tourists. I hope she doesn’t turn them into toads or something. I’ve always thought of Austrailians as really friendly people. I guess some American tourists do complain when they travel. I can see where that can be tiresome. Good story, Michael. 🙂 — Suzanne