The Malefactors

My father, Richard Wallace Haw, wrote the basic story of this book a long time ago. His story was obviously a work of love. Written after he had visited Israel, the manuscript sat in a box for years. Its typewriter text faded and the paper curled with age. I loved my father. He was a great man. I went about publishing my novels and working fulltime. Long after his death, I decided to rewrite his story. The language and syntax were so formal, but the story was beautiful. I added my own touch...