In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay's first paragraph.
"It was cold outside and puddles of fresh rain were scattered along the sidewalk in front of 1400 Sycamore Drive. It was an hour past midnight. red and blue lights painted the fog and sirens pierced the silence of the neighborhood. There was a crowd of people being held off by the police with the lazy look of a cat in their eyes. Bill Ward weaved his way through the crowd, but was stopped by an officer at behind the bright yellow tape."
"The Long Red Staircase,"
The Angle: Vol. 2011
, Article 17.
Available at: http://fisherpub.sjfc.edu/angle/vol2011/iss1/17