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Thomas’ Lonely Week: Eighth Day

Sunday. The Eighth Day. The door opens and Thomas enters in, the small hot room is filled with men. The meal is being set out on the table. John is wearing a towel, finishing washing Matthew’s feet. Matthew is weeping but there’s no sadness in the tears. “Look who’s here!” Andrew shouting. Thomas waves as…

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Thomas’ Lonely Week: Saturday

Saturday. The sun is shining brightly. We are outside of the house, looking in through the open window seeing Thomas standing at the open door. The table is no longer turned over. The stain on the wall is cleaned. Thomas’ personal effects lay neatly on the table, next to his satchel. We can’t hear the…

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Thomas’ Lonely Week: Thursday

Thursday. “We don’t know where you’re going, how can we know the way to get there…” Thomas growls to himself. “We don’t KNOW where you’re going!” he yells it snidely, grabs a pillow and throws it against the wall.” He kicks over the table and punches the wall “Let’s go with him to Judea and…

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Thomas’ Lonely Week: Tuesday

Tuesday. Thomas is splashing water on his face, hair and back.  He opens his red-rimmed eyes, and stops, his hands frozen above the basin, water dripping back in. He stares, not at his own reflection but at the sparkling, rippling water. “The blind man.” He slowly scoops up some water and methodically washes his eyes.…

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