The Greeter
“Perhaps it was rather rude of me to turn my back, but upon my blessed word, I—I’d never heard such a thing in my...
The Rope Swing
Nobody knew where the rope came from. One Sunday morning after Mass in early spring, we found a thick rope hanging from an old...
Fairy tales
I deny that biology can destroy the sense of truth, which alone can even desire biology. - G. K. Chesterton, The Long Bow
"Papa, tell...