It took Joan a few days to go and talk to Adam, but on Saturday she finally did.
"Adam, can we talk?" she asked from the doorway of his shed.
"Jane! Yeah, sure," he said with more excitement than he intended.
They walked slowly to the park in silence.
"I'm sorry about, you know, the angel thing," Joan said, breaking the silence.
"It's okay, I'm mean I didn't believe you at first either," he replied, looking at his shoes.
"So, do you see them a lot?" she asked, sitting down on a bench in the shade.
"It just started happening so I don't know, I mean it's already happened 4 times," Adam said, sitting down beside her.
"Why do you think this is happening to us?" she turned to face him.
"I don't know," was all he said after a pause.
"Hi Joan," someone said from behind her.
"Oh, it's you," she said once Goth God came into view.
"I'm glad you're talking to Adam," His dark eyes stared at her.
"Yeah, well, it's what you told me to do," she was wondering why He was talking to her in front of Adam.
"Good, see you around Adam," He said before leaving with His trademark wave.
"Was that God?" Adam asked, looking confused.
"Yeah, but He's never done that before, talking to me in front of other people like that," Joan replied.
They talked awhile longer and she told him about some of the things God had asked her to do and he told her about his encounters with angels.
"Good to see you Adam," a voice interrupted them.
"Huh? Oh, hi," Adam recognized the dorky band player as an angel.
"I'm pleased that you are talking to Joan. Keep up the good work," he said adjusting the trombone case.
Adam didn't know what to say.
"See you later Joan," he called as he left, waving just like God.
"I'm guessing that was an angel?" she asked, pointing at him.
He nodded.
"What's with the divine wave from all these people?" Joan asked with a chuckle.
They laughed and talked some before going their separate ways home.
