Grace
Yesterday's events had left me wondering if that was real or not. Probably not. I hope not, but I know that was real. Although it still felt surreal. Everything that happened yesterday was real. Jake coming as my customer, his weird deal and a whole damn ride with him, was real. God is unnecessarily rude to me.
And I still have to answer him about the deal.
As I wandered through college corridors, I tried to remember why I was here. I was unconsciously aware of every person's presence. Students were piled up in groups to hang around. Some were going in a hurry for their work except for me. I attended my classes without taking notes or even paying attention to what was being said. Angela was on a leave for her personal matters. I didn't even bother to ask her about the matters,
