Grace pondered what Adam had said as she walked to Luke's house.
…Yeah, Adam's been a little out there all his life, but ever since his mom died, he's been really weird….
…Did he even tell me why he made up the whole 'I talk to angels' thing in the first place?...
…I don't think he did….
…Girardi's kinda nuts herself, maybe that has something to do with it….
…Could that have really been an angel?...
…Ah, whatever, I'll never understand Rove, especially after the last stunt he pulled….
She got to the Girardis' house and rang the doorbell.
"Hey Grace," Luke said when he opened the front door.
"Hey," she smiled slightly.
"What's wrong?" he could read the expression on her face.
"You know me to well geek," she said as they went upstairs.
He smiled and remained silent.
"Rove's just acting stranger than usual, that's all," she sat down at his desk.
"This better not have anything to do with Joan, you know I wanted to punch him," Luke started to get mad again.
"Chill, dude! Trust me, the guy's beat himself up enough as it is," she spun in his chair.
"You know, Adam may be a little out there but I never thought that he would do something like that," he replied as he sat down on his bed.
"Would you ever do that?" she mumbled as she looked at her shoes.
"What?" he didn't think he heard her right.
"Never mind," she said, still spinning the chair from side to side.
"Grace, if I heard you right, that is the most insane question you could ever ask me!" he said strongly.
"Well, if you heard me right, good!" she said, smiling a smile that was very unlike Grace.
"Why would you even think I would do that, Grace?" Luke seemed puzzled.
"Just drop it, dude," she answered, playing with a scientific instrument of some sort on his desk.
