"You go on in," Angela tells me as we pull into the driveway. "Becky asked me to pick up some groceries. With everyone living here now, we're going to need some more supplies."
It's not until I get out of the Orange Bubble and Angela is driving away that I realize there is an unknown car in the driveway. Swearing—or at least as much swearing as I ever really do—I remember that I'd driven Lisa's car to the police station, and that it's still there. I can't go back to get it, but hopeful my two human girlfriends can.
Wondering whom this new car belongs to; I walk through the front door and freeze.
"Father Chilton," I say as cheerfully as I can muster for a man I seem to instinctively dislike. "How are you today?"
