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Step back in time to Johnstown, Pennsylvania in 1975. Shoppers fill the downtown streets, bustling between the Glosser Bros. and Penn Traffic department stores...and one little boy runs through the crowd on a mission. Eleven-year-old Jack wants one thing for Christmas: to find out where his grandfather, Bub, runs off to every Christmas Eve. The trail leads him on a journey through Glosser Bros. at its most magical, but the magic takes an unexpected turn when he discovers Bub's secret. Before the night is over, Jack must take a stand in the name of Johnstown, a stand that could cost him everything...or bring him the greatest gift he can imagine. Don't miss this new Christmas classic by award-winning writer Robert Jeschonek, a master of unique and unexpected stories that really pack a punch.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019
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CHRISTMAS AT GLOSSER'S
Copyright © 2018 by Robert Jeschonek
www.robertjeschonek.com
Cover Art Copyright © 2018 by Ben Baldwin
www.benbaldwin.co.uk
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Published in November 2013 by arrangement with the author. All rights reserved by the author.
A Pie Press book
Published by Pie Press Publishing
411 Chancellor Street
Johnstown, Pennsylvania 15904
www.piepresspublishing.com
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What happened in the secret sub-basement of Glosser's department store in Johnstown, Pennsylvania every Christmas Eve? Jack Shaffer found out in 1975, when he was eleven years old.
And then he found out what it felt like to die.
"Where did you say you were going?" Mom stared at Jack through slitted eyes, holding one hand over the phone receiver in her grip.
"The library." Jack scrubbed his fingers through his short sandy hair in frustration. Mom had been talking on the phone and hadn't heard him the first two times he'd said it. "There's a book I need to get."
Mom waved him off. "Go on, then." She didn't ask if he was sure the library was open on Christmas Eve, didn't tell him to be careful or hurry home. She wasn't always big on that sort of thing, since her latest boyfriend had moved out.
