I have always believed in vampires. Well—not literally. But there was a time I wanted them to be real. When I was in junior high, I’ll never forget one particular night visiting Austin. Near the seminary by UT campus there is a little park, and in the park a concrete foot bridge, where the creek beneath went through a broad manmade tunnel. At night it was spooky, because you couldn’t see through to the other side, unless you were very close. So I stood there, looking under t

Emelyn Morley sits through a painful birthday aria sung in her honor.

Mr. Baker was a practical sort of person, so he didn't mind the cold, but the darkness was the hardest part.

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