It’s that time of year again, the time when we return to our hometowns, newly glowing with holiday lights wrapped around lamp posts and dotting rooftops, to admire just how much has changed and how much has stayed exactly the same. We may even schedule a coffee date with an old friend, the kind who you’ve come to know so well throughout life that you’re sure that you’ll pick up exactly where you left off, even if your communication has lessened somewhat as the years passed. One thing leads to another, coffee turns to a glass of champagne and a tumbler of whiskey, and suddenly you’re right back in the fold, spilling government secrets and carrying out murder-for-hire plots.
