I Think Everything We Do, On One

The Sun Began To Set Behind Bethlehem And The Beams Were Breaking Through Some White And Gray Clouds. There Was A Slight And Beautiful Chill From The Autumn Air. I Gave Thanks For That Beautiful Day And For The Fact That The Sun Does Not Know Palestinian From Israeli, Christian From Muslim Or Jew, And Asian From American Or African, And I Asked Myself: If The Sun Shines On All Of Us As One, How Much More Does The Sun's Creator See And Love Us All As One?

Anything Unnatural Was Not Naturally Believed. Faith, In Essence, Was Unnatural.

But What Was Possible Or Practical Had Been Replaced By A Far Baser Impulse. Hope.

Thrillers Provide The Reader With A Safe Escape Into A Dangerous World Where The Stakes Are As High As Can Be Imagined With Unpredictable Outcomes. It's A Perfect Genre In Which To Explore Hard Issues Of Good And Evil, A Mirror That Allows The Reader To See Both The Good And Not So Good In Themselves.

If Slater Were Someone Else, Kevin Would Merely Be The Poor Victim Of A Horrible Plot. Unless He Was Killed By Slater, In Which Case He Would Be The Dead Victim Of A Horrible Plot