Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

The haggard, ruddy-faced detective sighed heavily as he groped across the table for the tape machine. He hit a button and began speaking in the weary, nicotine-and-vodka drenched tones of a man resigned to keeling [more…]

It’s a somewhat inclement Sunday morning approaching the end of October, the lawn which just a few short weeks ago was dead and brown is now lush and green but under an inch of water [more…]

O come, O come, Emmanuel, And ransom captive Israel, That mourns in lonely exile here, Until the Son of God appear. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. O come, Thou Rod of [more…]