Next, Marty decided to go to a small church in the centre of town, where a service was just beginning.
He sat on a pew at the front, interested.
The service began, and ironically, (or not so ironically) the service was about forgiveness.
The preacher taught about the loving heart of God, and His mercy.
Marty smiled sadly and dissapeared again after the service.
This time, he was to be found standing on top of the empire state building.
He still had terrible guilt for what he had put his mother and father through, and he was still shaky and a little teary.
At last, he knelt and thought about what to say...eventually, it just cam naturally.
"I am so sorry," he began, shaking his head and closing his eyes, "I've caused so much pain and didn't even give it a thought. I'm just...sorry." He opened his eyes again, thought it was little use - his tears blocked his sight - before he knew what was happening, Marty was in completely inconsolable. His body shook with grief and shame.
He thought of how he had disobeyed Rod to go on a date...risking his very angel-hood.
It was then than Marty fully unerstood and appreciated that he had been allowed in heaven - and allowed to stay after disobedience for a selfish act.
He thought of how God would be dissapointed him, and his pain was doubled.
"I'm sorry - please forgive me...please!" he chocked, shaking all over now.
He wept silently for several minutes, the only noise coming from his uneasy breathing.
At last he calmed down and felt a million times better - even better than he did when he was having a laugh with Steve, or sharing a joke with Heady.
He stood up and a grin spread across his face - a laugh escaped him and with a rush of joy, Marty realised he had been forgiven.
With this wonderful thought, he leapt off the empire state building and landed in Steve's room.