Chapter 17

Holy Tuesday, March 30, 2:16 p.m. Passion Ministry

Harry found Rachel outside the kitchen, well into dishwashing duty. “So, how’d it go with your Mom?” he asked, handing her a wet plate.

“You’re late and you look like crap. And why’re you sweatin’? I’m the one playing Molly Maid.” She wiped her brow. “Gimme a drink.”

Harry watched as she polished and re-polished the dish.

“That well, huh?” He handed her the small bottle.