Candles in the Blizzard: A Christmas Story
It was Christmas Eve, 1976. Bruised winter clouds hung low over the city, heavy with unspent snow. The endless urban sprawl stretched from Manhattan, across the Hudson River, and into the gridded maze of North Bergen, which Blair and Regina Adams now called home. The city buzzed with its usual cacophony—horns blaring, tires squealing, sirens wailing into the night. But inside their apartment, Christmas had managed to carve out a quiet refuge.