"And Mary brought forth her first-born son and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manager, because there was no room for them in the inn."
- Luke 2:7
Every Christmas was the same in Hazel Harrison's church.
Oh, she could handle the children dressed up as Mary, Joseph, angels and shepherds. She didn't even mind the cardboard lambs someone had covered with cotton batting.
But that "Baby Bright-Eyes" doll with the fakey cry they used for the Baby Jesus was just too much.