Dear Readers, I’ve recently taken down my old web site about The Christmas House, so I’m including its story here: When I was a little girl my parents signed me up for piano lessons. I had a series of kind teachers, who never yelled too loudly at me for not practicing. One of the many […]
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I’m sitting beside the window, sorting through a box of books, listening to Christmas carols. I turned on the music to cheer me up, thinking I could get away with it because of “Christmas in July.” The sun is streaming in as the grandfather clock ticks beside me. Time—changes—things. The scene around me is happy. […]
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