Since the death of my wife, I spend my nights drinking gin and watching old movies. In other words, I live in a fantasy world of make-believe and mayhem, depending on the movie.
I was hauled before Devil’s Court on a charge of Attempted Christianity in the Second degree. For the past nine months I had been hopelessly depressed and suicidal since the death of my wife Susan. And then one day I got a call out of the blue…