Thanksgiving Night
A Novel
Chapter One
Crazies
From the first overlook of the Sky Line Drive, heading south, you can only see the old part of Point Royal—washed in hazy distance, an intricately laced aggregate of antique houses and white steeples, set among many shades of blue and green and tawny summer. A sleepy, lovely, Virginia country setting.
Up close there are, of course, the complications of the age.
Antebellum porches mixed in with two-car garages and fast-food chains; an Internet café in a glass-front, low-slung building within a block of a town hall that is almost two hundred years old—all of this across from a parking lot and a red-brick radio station with flags out front and a skinny seventy-foot tower behind.
On the radio station lately there's mostly talk, and the subject is invariably the president and his recent troubles. The call-in shows are full of moral outrage. The news, even now, six months after the Senate's acquittal, is still full of the names: Starr, Hyde, and the women, Slick Willy's women, all the w ... read full excerpt from Thanksgiving Night ebook
