Joan left Adam's house and walked over to her house, passing the playground where the little girl God was standing on the jungle gym. "Hey," she exclaimed.

The little girl looked up and slid down the slide and ran over to the fence. He climbed up and looked at her. "Hello, Joan," He said. "Have fun at Adam's?"

Joan nodded. "What's his problem, though?"

God cocked his head to the side and pulled the glasses off of His face and cleaned them off and put them back on. "Adam's feeling threatened by Travis," He said.

"What do you mean?" Joan asked, pulling out some lip balm onto her chapped lips.

"Adam's seen the way you looked at Travis today and he feels threatened by him. He thinks that you might want to spend more time with Travis."

"Yeah, I mean, Travis is cool."

"But don't go too crazy over Travis."

"Why?" Joan asked.

At that moment a ball rolled over to God and He picked it up. A boy asked Him to play, God turned back to Joan. "Bye," He said. He tucked the ball under His arm and took off.

"Wait! Why?" she asked.

But the little girl just did the backhand wave and joined the other kids. Joan rolled her eyes and turned and stormed away from the park.