My Glorious Brothers

Howard Fast


A Prologue

Wherein I, Simon Sit in Judgment

On an afternoon in the month of Nisan, which is the sweetest time of the year, the bells were sounded; and I, Simon, the least, the most unworthy of all my glorious brothers, sat down for judgment. I shall tell you of that, even as I write it here, for judgment is compounded out of justice—or so they say…

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