For two weeks Father Bill heard nothing. He was wondering what was going on but decided to leave the matter alone. Finally, his curiosity got the best of him and he called Frank and arranged lunch.
“I hope no news is good news. Is it?” asked Bill.
“Actually, probably, yes.”
“Actually, probably, what do you mean.”
“Taylor and the others were served a week ago.”
“And you didn’t tell me?” asked Bill.
“What good would it have done? Why should I tell you? If you knew, what would you have done?”
I guess you make a good point, but I would have wanted to warn the Powell girl.”
“I know you would have, and what good would that have done? You would have just alarmed her for nothing.”
“You’re probably right,” said Bill, “but what’s going on?”
“The same thing that goes on whenever you have lawyers involved. One side makes a claim, the other side denies it. One side asks for something, the other side refuses it. From what I gather, the subcommittee has asked for six of the preachers records. All of their records.”
“Including Taylor?” asked Bill.
“Including Taylor,” answered Frank. “For right now, the best thing you can do is just forget about it. Every day that goes by is better for Lynn. Like I say, just leave it alone.”
The two sat at Birdies for another hour eating their lunch. During that time, neither Lynn Powell nor Reverend Billy Taylor was mentioned.
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