Fiction: Awakenings

The cool adobe walls reminded William of Old Camp Grant as he awoke on yet another bright day. “Finally awake, Willy?” Buck whispered from the next cot. William lifted his throbbing head and turned to him, his body aching. “Buck? What happened?” “My father’s Scotch landed us into a mess. I’ll have some story when…

While shepherds watched their flocks . . .

  While shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around And glory shone around. “Fear not,” said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled minds; “Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind To you and…

Dog Day Afternoon

The computer is over there. The dogs are over here. It’s raining. Need I say more?