Chapter 2
The next few days passed as usual. Stephan and the Merely Players weren’t scheduled to come in for rehearsals until the following week, but Aiden was noticeably more on edge than usual. Glen gave him backrubs every night before bed to help him relieve the tension before he blew a gasket, but then Aiden would come home from the nightly performances with the same knots in his shoulders and lower back, and Glen would have to start all over again.
“That does it,” Glen said after the fourth night in a row. “I have Sunday off, and you finish set strike around three that day, right? Right. So we’re going to spend Sunday evening together and forget all about what’s troubling us.”
“Well, I—”
“Nope, no arguments,” Glen interrupted. “Tell you what, we’ll go to Boxers, shoot some pool, g
