#52.12, Thurs., Jan. 25, 2024

Historical Setting, 626 C.E. The farm in the Vosges          “Brandell.” I ask, “sing for me this so-called evil verse?”          He sings shamedly, nearly under his breath.          “My grandpapa was a Pharisee, fine,            A God beloved, obedient Jew!          He feasted on lamb and sipped blest wine           And remembered theContinue reading “#52.12, Thurs., Jan. 25, 2024”

#52.8, Weds., Jan. 17, 2024

Historical Setting, 626 C.E. Walking by the creek near the cottages His mother tells Brandell he has to eat soup now, so he dutifully sips from the bowl as though eating is a weighty chore he has to do. There is no sign on his face of that infectious smile that can drink up theContinue reading “#52.8, Weds., Jan. 17, 2024”