Monday, December 24, 2007

Christmas Spirit

As Agnes finished preparing the Christmas feast, her son's record, carelessly left on the spindle whilst Agnes shopped for fresh buttermilk, began to play at top volume. Perhaps she had been dipping into the egg nog too much, or maybe it was even a Christmas miracle, but she realised suddenly - happily, even! that you almost couldn't tell they were negro records.

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