“Good morning, Mr Walker,” she greeted him and then remained silent not knowing really what to say.“Good morning, Grace. How are things? Are you...enjoying yourself?”“Very much, particularly the last two or three weeks.”His smile broadened. “Crisis management during the flu epidemic.”She nodded.“And succeeded too from what I’ve seen and heard. Well done! Anyway, with three months under your belt I think it’s time I gave you lunch and we’ll go into a bit more detail. Can you tear yourself away for. He never said anything about it, and Helen tried not to react to the situation, but soon it became a bit embarrassing. It was odd to think of her grandfather as a man with normal male desires.So the towheaded teenager went back to wearing bra and panties just to get things back to normal. Her only release, then, became spending more time alone in the bedroom they provided for her. It was more of a small library on the second floor, but it had a window, and Helen took to staring out at the. I managed to get the menu to pop up on the screen, and discovered that the 'parent lock' was switched on. After turning that off, I hit the play button and the tape started, apparently in the middle of a movie. I handed the remote to Audrey, who had plopped herself in the overstuffed easy chair with her legs tucked under her. "Thanks!" She said brightly, "This'll give me something to do tonight."On the TV, a young couple was walking down a beach as the sun was setting. I went into the kitchen. "There are millions of damned souls to sort through," the angel toldhim."I don't care. I will find her," Chris said confidently. Chris thenturned back away from the dock on his way back. The angel simply staredas he walked away."Wait," the angel said appearing in front of him."What?" Chris asked annoyed."An arrangement has been made. For your sake, it will be done," theangel said."What arrangement?" Chris asked suspiciously."Arnie will be sent back to Earth as a reincarnation. There, he.