Adam knocked and let himself into Grace's house like he always did.
"Hi Mrs. Polanski, is Grace home?" he asked her when he found her in the kitchen.
"She's in her room Adam, go on up," Sarah smiled at him.
Adam went upstairs and to her room.
"Grace, can I come in?" he opened the door slightly.
"Sure," she replied, not looking up from her laptop.
"What are you doing?" Adam sat down next to her on the bed.
"IMing," she mumbled, distractedly.
"GravityBoy?" he chuckled as he read the screen name.
"It's Luke," Grace informed him.
"Yeah, I kinda figured that," he replied.
Grace typed awhile longer before logging off.
"So, why are you here?" she asked, putting the computer away.
"I don't know. An angel told me to come over, so I did," he answered.
"What, these angels run your life now?" she asked.
"Wouldn't you do what they said?" Adam asked in return.
"I don't know Dude, the whole thing is just weird," Grace said.
"What's up with your mom? She seemed different this morning," Adam asked, changing the subject.
"Oh, that. It's nothing. She's just tired that's all," Grace replied.
Adam didn't say anything, he knew her well enough to know she'd tell him whatever it was soon enough, if it even was something.
"That Ryan Hunter dude came over last night," she said.
"Why?" he asked.
"Apparently to offer his deepest sympathies on the loss of our synagogue," she said in mock imitation of Ryan.
"The sympathy took three hours and supper to express though. That guy freaks me out," she added.
"Yeah. Hey, I quit my job today," he said.
"What for?" Grace asked, confused.
"Angels," he replied.
"Dude, I don't know if I can handle two friends that are spinning out," she joked.
"Well, at least your boyfriend isn't crazy," he joked back.
"You kidding? Have you heard that guy talk about science?" she replied.
The two talked awhile longer and Adam still had no clue what the angel wanted him at Grace's for.
