John and the Herodians - From the What a Strange Little Man Series (Chapter 4, page 2 of 3)

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Chapter 4

"Who do you think he is?" Woody asked.

"It seems you have gotten a lot of people stirred up with this find of yours, Woody," Tom offered.

"Maybe you're right," Woody said as he rubbed his chin with his hand.

"Things could get quite sticky in the next few days," I warned.

"So the adventure begins!" Mary said. She has always had a flair for the dramatic.

The excitement of the day had left us drained emotionally, so we sat quietly for the next few minutes until Tom broke the silence.

"Well, I think I'm going to go to bed. It has been a long day," He said.

"Your room is where it has always been, Tom. Be my guest," Woody said.

Mary looked at me as if to say she would like to do the same thing.

"Why don't you go to bed, honey? I would like to talk to Woody some more," I said, kissing her on the cheek.

"All right, dear. You won't be long, will you?" She asked.

"I will be along in a few minutes," I assured her.

As she exited the kitchen, Woody went to the coffeemaker for a refill.

"I'm curious, Woody. What do you know of the time era John is from?" I asked.

"While I am an archaeologist, I haven't delved into too much history this ancient before, and what we have back there is really ancient history!" he said as he pointed to the room where John was.

"For me, it's like yesterday," I said.

"That's amazing, Michael. While you're here, I would sure like to spend as much time with you as possible," He said.

"That's fine with me," I started, "Maybe my knowledge can be of some real practical help for once."

"I would think your unique historical knowledge would have plenty of opportunities to aid you in your line of work," He said.

"I do use what I know all the time. However, I cannot employ the knowledge as fact, because people would not take me serious," I offered.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Well, if I were to say I have experience in the field of security because I was a Roman guard in a prison in Rome, would you employ me?" I asked.

"I see your point. Believe me when I say I believe you are who you say you are," he replied.

"Unlike our recent visitor," I added.

"What do you make of him?" Woody asked.

"I'm not sure. Are there any factions against the government that you know about?" I asked.

"There are many of them. I have never had any personal contact with one, at least not to my knowledge, but I am sure they exist," Woody offered.

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