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I carry the tray outside at precisely the right time. I can tell the story has ended because Jamie is asking another polite question, which is how do normal, non-Aiden people become monks, and Brother Denis is answering him.
I set the glasses down for everyone and sit on the bench right as Brother Amos declares, with great, beardy affection, “But we are glad you came into the gift shop that day, Brother Patrick. Who else would lift all our heavy things?”
“And who else would have started Lectio Lexapro?” Brother Titus asks, and the other brothers rumble in agreement, lifting their glasses to me.
“Lectio Lexapro?” Jamie asks. “What’s that?”
I look down at my beer, letting someone else take the lead on explaining it. It feels weird to talk about my little group of friends to someo
