but fairies

We were sitting in church, and the sermon was on forgiveness, so I don't know how it came up.
"What is a Devil?!" she said in an intense whisper.
I fumbled to answer. A fallen angel. Real, but invisible. Bad. Disobedient. Selfish.
"But WHAT is a devil??"

A liar.

"But fairies are good," she said, entirely too loudly.

twelfth

As I was taught in playwriting, a good story starts on a special day. Today is 12/12/12. First Real Snow came on Brett's 28th Sunday birthday. Norah sang "Twinkle Twinkle Christmas Star" in the Sunday School Program. My sister is visiting & we are painting house, baking, cleaning, and trudging though powdery white stuff just for fun. Not least of all, HOBBIT premieres at midnight in a little over a day.

...and Christmas comes in 13!