The Quincy Bay Quandary by Dan DeKoning

Author:Dan DeKoning
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Geocaching, Treasure Hunting, Boston, American Revolution, Cozy
Publisher: Dan DeKoning
Published: 2024-03-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

A half an hour later, they were in line, waiting to gain entry into the old church. Slowly, they traveled the cobblestone sidewalk between the church and the gift shop, and they waited patiently until it was their turn to enter.

Drake waited in line behind an old couple wearing American flag shirts. When they shifted, he spotted a brochure on the counter that attracted his attention, so he reached out around the man and took one. He only had a few seconds to scan the brochure before the person behind the counter called him forward to pay the entrance fee.

“Can we do the crypt tour?”

“How many?” the teenage ticket seller asked.

“Four.”

She clicked a couple of buttons on the computer. “There’s room for four on the tour that starts in a half hour. Does that work for you?”

“Sure does,” Drake said as he dug his credit card from his wallet and passed it to her.

The transaction completed, she handed him back his card, along with four tickets. “Inside you’ll see a sign where the tour starts. I recommend you get there five minutes early because the tour starts right on the hour. No refunds.”

“Thanks,” Drake said. He turned and passed a ticket out to everyone in his group. “We’ve got twenty minutes to kill before we enter the crypt, so we can go in and look around in the meantime.”

They stepped into the church proper and looked around. White was the dominant color inside the church. The entire floor contained box pews, which resembled modern day office cubicles. Only three aisles running from the back to the front of the room broke up the space.

Each box pew had waist-high walls, painted white with wood trim on the tops. And each had a small door that swung out, and every door contained a brass plaque. The plaques listed the pew number, along with the name of the parishioner who owned them, and the year they owned it. Inside the box were white-painted wood pews, along with modern hymnals for worshippers to use during modern Sunday services.

The front of the church held the altar and an elevated pulpit. In the back were stairs that led to the upper gallery, which contained additional pews, as well as an impressive-looking organ.

Along the walls between the open windows were various historical displays, and memorials dedicated to past members. Allie, being Allie, made a tour around the room, reading every available sign.

Drake checked the time, saw he still had twenty minutes to wait until the crypt tour, opened a door to a box, and sat down on the pew. Geneva slid into the spot next to him, and he reached for her hand.

“Fancy church, huh?” Drake said. “Can you picture them throwing a lantern up in the belfry and starting Revere’s ride?”

“No, not really,” Geneva admitted.

Drake chuckled. “Yeah, me neither. I’ll bet Allie can, though. Visualizing herself in historical contexts is like her superpower.”

“That’s not necessarily a bad thing,” Geneva said.

“Oh, no, I didn’t say it was.

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