Ben Witherington

CHAPTER FORTY ONE: JUSTIFICATION Patrick Stone had been frankly over-whelmed by the beauty and elegance of Puissant Ch...

I once had an odd experience while staying in Atlanta some years ago. I had run into a man in the hotel where I was staying who said he wan...

CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN: LOVE FEAST Grace had left her mother fuming in the kitchen because the matzo ball soup had too much wate...