Announcing Unmasking Hour

Chip Langford finally made it. From small town farmer to millionaire financier and lawyer, he reached the top. He put his wife through college and served the public as a police officer. He worked his way through law school serving as office manager for a grateful law firm. Local banks and businesses took notice that this hard working attorney, student, and father still managed to invest in and run a small finance company. Planes, boats, exotic trips, expensive gifts…in just a short time, he had it all.


Or so it seemed.


Who was Chip Langford and how did he have so much, so fast? That’s what everyone was asking at the unmasking hour.

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The con artist steals more than tangible things … he steals dreams.

The Best Lie

“The best lie is mostly true,” Chip grinned.

Mrs. Affinia tries to tame Chip

Mrs. Affina was Chip’s 10th grade English teacher. She saw such potential in Chip, she loved him. Not with the 21st century vulgar type of teacher-student love. She loved him in that she wanted what was best for him. She wanted to cut out the gnarling weed that was choking him and water what was left and watch it grow.

“Why such a long face, Chip?” Ms. Affinia asked.

“Nothing really,” Chip answered.

“You know I love you and want what’s best for you, right?”

“… I love you, but I never loved this town. This town was always inward-looking. Always looking at itself in a mirror. Afraid to breathe. Afraid that if it breathed out someone else might breathe up all its air. That it might suffocate….”

He Couldn't Run From Her Voice

Chip couldn’t escape her voice, the one voice that should feel like home, his mother’s voice.

The only time that it was even muffled a little bit was when he was playing football. Even then, at the end of each play, he could hear her voice. “Nice play.” “Why can’t you be a real man?” she would ask. “What woman would ever marry you?” she would ask. “How do you ever think you will make it in this world?” she would ask.

“I should have stopped with your brother,” she would say.

No amount of noise or quiet would drown out her voice. Chip just wanted to run.

This Place Just Doesn't Fit

I want to go to Chicago, a city like Chicago,” Chip said.

“What’s so special about Chicago?” Christy asked.

“It fits,” Chip answered.

“But how is it different from here?”

“This place just doesn’t fit me. Doesn’t fit you either. This town fits most people here, fits most people like clothes their momma made ’em. But not us.”

“I don’t know. … It seems to fit me pretty good. What does Chicago have that we don’t got?”

“You don’t get it. You’ve never been there. It ain’t that it’s got this or that. It’s that it fits. It just fits.”

She's Like An Elf Princess

“She’s like that Elf princess in that Lord of the Rings movie,” one of Christy’s students told another student at lunch.