Our Modern Nativity

2025, 2 pp

Because there was nothing else he could do, he had no choice but to watch it burn. The flames were undaunted by the midwinter snow. There was no hope of fire trucks, at least none that could readily reach the little farm so far down the country road it had been aptly named Trail’s End.

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