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I was scared to death ; and angry. Furious at my father, this stranger, who was
forcing me to leave home and be away from Sook at Christmastime. It was a four-
hundred-mile trip, something like that. My first stop was in Mobile. I changed
I don't know what scared me most, the thunder, the sizzling zigzags of lightning
that followed it — or my father. That night, when I went to bed, it was still raining. I
said my prayers and prayed that I would soon be home with Sook. I didn't know ...
The problem was a large silver flask of moonshine; maybe it was because of my
departure, but anyway my father had been swilling it all day, and on the way to
the bus station, he scared me by grabbing my wrist and harshly whispering: "I'm ...
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - shsunon - LibraryThing
Truman Capote spends a sad and unusual Christmas with his father whom he rarely sees. This novel contains autobiographical elements ---Bring tissue for tears. Read full review
ONE CHRISTMASUser Review - Kirkus
With just 21 pages of large-print text, this autobiographical snippet (which originally appeared in Ladles' Home Journal) is even briefer than A Christmas Memory or The Thanksgiving Visitor; more ... Read full review