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This is a short fictional piece I wrote a long time ago.

It was a typical morning in the Brennan household with people running everywhere. As you can imagine with five women in the house, all trying to get ready at once, it was total chaos. The solitary male to reside there, except for the cat, was the father of four of the women and the husband of the other. They were a middle class family, not rich and although sailing close to the wind sometimes, not poor. But in the things that counted, not money, but love, sharing, good times and a sense of family, of belonging, they were richer than many. They were joined by an invisible bond and although they fought amongst themselves at times, God help any outsider who dared to say or do anything to hurt one of them. The group would imediately unite against the offender and become as unbeatable as the strongest army.

This did not mean however that nobody got inside this circle. They were as giving to others as they were to each other. The door was always open to any friends of the four girls, whether they be in need of help or just dropping around after school for a drink and something to eat.