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Chapter Eight

The Thomasville Treasure

Jason Jones

"In drawing up its regulations, we hope to set down nothing harsh, nothing burdensome." - Rule of St. Benedict

August 11, 2018

Kenny tightened the waist strap on his backpack and said, “How much farther until we get to the overlook?”

“Dude,” Mike said, “You must have learned complaining from your kids on car trips. I don’t know, a half hour maybe.”

“I don’t want to be setting up camp in the dark.”

“Lay off. We’ll be fine.”

Two . . .

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Chapter Seven

The Thomasville Treasure

Jason Jones

"In drawing up its regulations, we hope to set down nothing harsh, nothing burdensome." - Rule of St. Benedict

August 08, 2018

“I must have done something really bad or really good to have two clergyman visiting me.”

Iris Hielscher smiled over her crossword puzzle after Kenny and Mike introduced themselves in her nursing home room.

“Nothing bad at all,” Mike said. “Your pastor, Dr. Wiedermann suggested we speak with you.”

“Dr. Wiedermann! . . .

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Chapter Six

The Thomasville Treasure

Jason Jones

"In drawing up its regulations, we hope to set down nothing harsh, nothing burdensome." - Rule of St. Benedict

August 02, 2018

Mike and Kenny felt inadequate when they saw the degrees on Dr. Marian Wiedermann’s office at Trinity Lutheran Church. Frame after frame on the wall showed advanced degrees and academic awards. Dr. Wiedermann left academic life when the seminary she taught at closed, and rather than seek another faculty appointment she decided to go into . . .

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Chapter Five

Still Desperately Seeking a Title

Jason Jones

"In drawing up its regulations, we hope to set down nothing harsh, nothing burdensome." - Rule of St. Benedict

July 27, 2018

Kenny stomped several times on the chancel floor with his right foot. “Yeah. It’s hollow underneath here,” he said.

The chancel only stood a foot and a half higher than the rest of the old church, so Mike added, “I don’t know how much space could actually be down there, but I’m curious.” Mike walked across the chancel floor, . . .

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Chapter Four

Yeah, I still don't have a title for this thing.

Jason Jones

"In drawing up its regulations, we hope to set down nothing harsh, nothing burdensome." - Rule of St. Benedict

July 20, 2018

Mike and Kenny heard the creak of the front door echo across the wooden floor as they opened it. As Mike felt on the wall for a light switch Kenny said, “I think if there was a treasure here someone would have found it. They did some renovations whenever someone had the bright idea of this being a museum.” When the Elm Avenue church was . . .

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Chapter Three

My fictional work that still doesn't have a title.

Jason Jones

"In drawing up its regulations, we hope to set down nothing harsh, nothing burdensome." - Rule of St. Benedict

July 12, 2018

Kenny still remembered how happy he was as a child when he would run up the stairs to the front porch of Elm Avenue Presbyterian’s parsonage when he’d come to spend a month with his grandparents in the summer. He’d climb up the five steps in three quick leaps to the big Victorian house porch and stretch on his tiptoes to take the front door . . .

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Chapter Two

My, still, presently untitled work of fiction

Jason Jones

"In drawing up its regulations, we hope to set down nothing harsh, nothing burdensome." - Rule of St. Benedict

June 30, 2018

“I’m telling you, there’s something to this. There’s enough stories floating around about the Thomasville Monster, something had to happen,” Mike said.

“You know what my Grandpa said?” Kenny replied. “He said the Thomasville Monster was for late nights at kids’ slumber parties when they told stories in the dark with a flashlight . . .

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