Joan was in a fog the rest of the day.

Crying hurt and confused, still in love with Adam, too.

She wondered if what he said was true, about talking to angels.

"I'm going out for a walk," Joan said to no one in particular as she headed out for the park.

Alone in her thoughts she slowly walked to the park.

"Oh, god!" she said, feeling absolutely sick once she got to the park and saw Bonnie sitting on the bench.

She attempted to leave unnoticed.

"Joan!" Bonnie called after her.

"What do you want?" Joan asked angrily, holding back more tears.

"I'm moving, my dad's in the army so we move around a lot, I'll be gone next week," Bonnie said, hoping for a bit of sympathy.

"Good!" she replied forcefully.

"He never loved me," she said after a long pause.

Joan chuckled, but it came out between that and a sob.

"Seriously!" Bonnie said, getting mad.

"Why did you ever hook up with him?" Joan asked choking back tears.

"Because I could, I mean, he wanted to," she couldn't find a good answer.

Joan grimaced at that.

"It's over between us, he hasn't talked to me since the mock court thing, so you don't have to worry about that," Bonnie replied, getting quite annoyed.

"Yeah, your not the only one, it's over for me too," Joan said as she looked away.

Bonnie looked just slightly guilty before finding an excuse to leave.

Joan sat down on the bench feeling exhausted.

"Hello there," Old Lady God said, sitting down next to her.

"Not now," she said as she cried.

"I know it hurts, dear. Adam is hurting too. Be open to him, listen to him, he's trying," God replied plainly.

"It's not that simple," Joan argued.

"Yes it is," was all She said.

They sat for a while longer in silence before God suddenly left, waving over Her shoulder.