In Conroy, that strange small town at the fringe of reason, Christmas can't be as simple as presents, nog, and a roaring fire. It's loneliness, fugitive girls, and the ghastly plans of a shadowy corporate monster. Chris Snow, local philosopher and counter boy at a seedy hardware store, joins forces with Frank Keith, now a patrolman for the Conroy Police, to prevent an abomination against human rights grown in their own back forty. Along with perennial screw-up Clarence Mumfry, the two find themselves dragged into a metaphor they only barely realize and cannot necessarily believe. They are three important standards in a chess game of fate. But whose fate? And whose game?
A Conroy Christmas continues the subtle twist of the weird begun in Ridealong, the first of the Conroy Chronicles. Ho, ho, ho, pass the flaming nuts, and make room in your reading for the Three Wise Guys.