Chapter 5

By the time Glen got to the Downstage Theatre, Aiden was already outside on his phone. He looked up when he heard Glen approaching. “There you are!” he said. “I was just sending you a text asking where you were. Did Max make you stay longer?”

Glen shook his head. “Not quite.” He shrugged off the shoulder bag he took to work and pulled out the statuette. He told Aiden about Father Sabella giving it to him and how he didn’t want to spit on the polite gesture by refusing it. “I don’t know what we’re going to do with it though. Should we give it to Goodwill or see if we can sell it on eBay or what?”

Aiden took the angel in hand and looked it over. “If it were any larger, I’d take it and use it as a prop in the theatre, but I don’t know if people would be able to tell what it is from the audience. Let’s just hold onto it for now. In the meantime, can we at least move this conversation to the car? It’s fucking hot out here.”