Beasley's Christmas Party

The maple-bordered street was as still as a country Sunday; so quiet that there seemed an echo to my footsteps. It was four o'clock in the morning; clear October moonlight misted through the thinning foliage to the shadowy sidewalk and lay like a transparent silver fog upon the house of my admiration, as I strode along, returning from my first night's work on the "Wainwright Morning Despatch."

Year

2003

Language

English

Publisher

Wildside Press

Editions

54

Pages

108

ISBN

9780809532650

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