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I had many kindly relatives, aunts and uncles and cousins, particularly one
cousin, an elderly, white-haired, slightly crippled woman named Sook. Miss Sook
Faulk. I had other friends, but she was by far my best friend. It was Sook who told
The moment my father saw it he turned white and began to tremble. I didn't know
what to do. But he did. He went to a cabinet and took out a tall glass and a bottle.
I recognized the bottle because all my Alabama uncles had plenty just like it.
It's all their fault, all those sour old spinsters with their Bibles and their knitting
needles, those drunken uncles. Listen to me, Buddy. There is no God! There is no
Santa Claus." He was squeezing my wrist so hard that it ached. 37 One
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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