William lit his pipe and went outside to gaze up into the heavens. The night was clear, cold and star-studded, the familiar constellations winking down at him. Christmas night, he thought. Best night of the year!
Then, as the cold nipped at his nose, William turned and went back into the house where Martha was watching a Christmas program on TV.
"Well," she said gently, "did you see the Star of Bethlehem tonight?"
"No," William replied, placing his hand over his heart. "But I felt it, in here."
Then, as the cold nipped at his nose, William turned and went back into the house where Martha was watching a Christmas program on TV.
"Well," she said gently, "did you see the Star of Bethlehem tonight?"
"No," William replied, placing his hand over his heart. "But I felt it, in here."
