"Here you go, Tess," Monica said as she handed the older angel a glass of water. She stared into her supervisor's eyes. There was an expression that Monica couldn't explain. "Tess?" Monica asked. "What's wrong? You're so different from usual. You look…"
"I'm fine, Angel Girl," Tess insisted. "Really."
"Okay," Monica said, though still unsure that her supervisor was all right. She seated herself next to Tess on a small, marble table. "Isn't it lovely out today, Tess?" Monica asked after a moment of silence.
Tess only nodded. Something was definitely on her mind and no matter what Monica was determined to find out what it was. She was really worried about her supervisor. Tess never acted like this.
"Maybe we should get back to my assignment," Monica suggested.
"Um…sure," Tess agreed.
The same girl who they had seen earlier was walking into the city Newspaper Company.
"I bet she wrights for the Tribune," Monica said. "I remember when I was a journalist. That was a long time ago and I hope I remember everything there is to it.
"Who said that you'll be a journalist?" Tess asked sternly. "Don't jump to conclusions, Angel Girl."
"So what will I be doing? What's wrong with Amy?" the Irish angel asked, her eyes filled with curiosity.
"Amy is going through some tough times with her family. Her mother is dying and her husband is calling for a divorce. Amy finds that when she wrights she can take her mind of all the things around her," Tess explained.
"So my job is to help her get along with her husband and accept the fact that her mother is dying?" Monica asked.
"No, Baby, your job is to help her wright the truth before it's too late," Tess explained.
"What do you mean, too late?"
"Well, there's going to be a typo in her life pretty soon and you have to help her through it," the supervisor said.
"A typo? Like a mistake?" Monica asked in her Irish accent.
"Not exactly a mistake," said Tess. "More like a sentence without any punctuation; something not completed. Let's just say a disaster will take place and you better be there when it does because she's going to need you."
Monica nodded and watched Amy sit down at a computer in the building. She typed fast, her eyes not leaving the scribbled notes beside her. What kind of disaster did Tess mean?