The Medal by Kerriann Flanagan Brosky


About the Book

When twenty-one-year-old pastry chef Bethany Fitzpatrick says goodbye to her own dreams to stay home and care for her disabled father, her faith and life are shattered, until years later when a mysterious stranger—who seems to have stepped straight off the set of The Godfather—appears in her bakery, tells her about a deceased Italian friar named Padre Pio who performed miracles, and restores Bethany’s faith in God, herself, and even…angels.

For those who are caretakers, for those who have lost their faith, for those who have given up on themselves and in God, this book is for you. Intertwined in this beautifully written novel is the incredible true story of the life of Padre Pio, the stigmatic who continues to perform miracles even after his death.

Book Excerpt

“Do you believe in miracles?” he repeated.

Bethany paused for a moment, unsure of how to answer or if she should at all. Finally she said hesitantly, “I don’t know. Maybe they existed when Jesus was alive, but I guess…no, I don’t believe miracles happen anymore.”

“My name is Jimmy. Do ya mind if we sit down? I promise you, I’m not a bad guy.”

Against her normal instincts, something beckoned Bethany to have a seat at one of the small tables. Part of her thought that this was ludicrous. She did not know this man from a hole in the wall. He could be a nutcase. But something told her otherwise, that or maybe she really was going insane.

He pulled out the chair across from her and sat down. This was the first time Bethany actually saw him up close, and there was something…. something about his face that seemed different. He was American, and his voice was something out of a movie, reminiscent of a Brooklyn-born Italian. She figured him to be about fifty-five years old. He had light brown hair that was carefully slicked back. He was tall, a little over six feet, and slightly overweight. He wore black pants, a black button down shirt, and a brown leather jacket. What struck her most were his skin and his eyes. Unlike many Italian Americans, his skin was not dark, in fact it was quite pale, and his eyes were a rich, baby blue. She found she could not look him straight in the eyes because something about them made her feel as if he could look deeper inside her. He was intimidating to say the least. She felt exposed and somewhat vulnerable, and had to look away from his face.

Jimmy sat down, folded his hands together on the table, and leaned forward. “Have ya ever heard of Padre Pio?” he asked.


About the Author

Six-time, award winning author Kerriann Flanagan Brosky, has been featured in a number of publications including The New York Times, Newsday and Distinction magazine. She has appeared on CBS’ Sunday Morning Show, “Ticket” with Laura Savini, News 12 Long Island, and The Thinking Writer in East Hampton, for her previously published non-fiction books. Kerriann was the host of a weekly Internet radio show on Blogtalk Radio, “The Kerriann & Joe Show – Spirit Connection,” and she blogged for many years on She is currently a columnist for Village Connection magazine and a contributor to Edible Long Island. Kerriann is President Emeritus of the Long Island Authors Group, and is a well-known speaker who draws standing-room-only crowds to her lectures. Kerriann lives in Huntington, Long Island, and when she’s not writing she enjoys spending time at the beach with her husband Karl and their two sons. The Medal is her debut novel.

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