Neither Here Nor There. I have no experience in this. I have absolutely no idea what the heck Iâm doing. I literally started this job today.â
She winced slightly. âTough job, young man. Usually you Neither Here Nor There fellows are short-timers. You either come out of the coma, or your situation, and go back to your bodiesâ¦oryou goâ¦you know, up or down. Itâs not enough time to get a lot done. Me? I have eternity.â
âYeah. Tough gig is right. So listen, I need to earn some points with the Boss. Iâm looking for some solutions here. I donât have time to sit around and watch TV, no offense.â
âWhoâs your assignment?â
âThe chick across the hall.â
âKate?â
âYou know her?â
âOh, yes. She baked Zack some Christmas cookies last Christmas. Left them in front of his door in a basket. She sent flowers when Meg died. Lovely girl, Kate.â
âYeah. Soâ¦come on, Granny. Letâs get the two of them together, and it will solve both our problems.â
âShe has a boyfriend.â
âPast tense. Had a boyfriend. The creep cheated on her. With her best friend, no less. Sheâs a mess.â
âPoor thing.â
âAnd her apartment was broken into.â
âI know. A junkie looking for drugs or stuff to sell for drugs.â
âWhy didnât you stop him?â
âWe canât intervene like that. We have to intervene in subtle waysâby comforting and givingstrength, not by stopping a crime. Iâm not the angel version of Kojak, young man.â
âWell, maybe you can just get Zack toâ¦I donât knowâ¦âaccidentallyâ go to the laundry room at the precise time she does? Check his mail at the same time.â
âYouâre talking Heavenly Coincidences.â
âYeah.â
Zackâs grandmother looked over at her grandson. He sighed, shoulders slumped.
âItâs worth a try.â
âThanks, Grandma. Iâm Julian, by the way.â
âOkay, Julian. Weâll see what we can do.â
âIâd sure appreciate itâ¦. Oh, and did you happen to see where her dog went?â
âThe little Yorkie?â
âYeah.â
âNo.â
âWellâ¦if Zack just so happened to find her little dog, I think it would go a long way with her, you know. See what you can do. Check with some other angels. Somebodyâs got to know where the dog went.â
He turned and walked through the door. It got easier each time he did it. He considered going to look for a couple having sex. But he thought better of it. What if Kate woke up? If she did somethingthat could offer him more clues? He decided to sit next to her while she slept.
He walked through the door into her apartment. She was snoring slightly, nestled under her blanket. He thought the sound she made was kind of cute; not quite a snore, but a little sighing noise. He wasnât sure why, but in Neither Here Nor There, when he was away from her, he worried. Like he had to be sure she was all right. He decided it was because he was still extremely freaked out by his nearly dead coma body, by being shot, by everything that had happened to him.
Tonight, heâd sit by her. Tomorrow night? Hunt for lesbians.
Night passed slowly. He had nothing to do but pace in her apartment and sit next to her and wonder what she was dreaming about. Occasionally, heâd drift to the window and stare out at the streetâat life going on without him. He was unseen. Unheard.
Julian sighed. He never thought he would miss sleep. Hell, he had snorted cocaine to avoid sleep in his life. He couldnât even turn on the television and considered going over to hang out with Grandma. But he felt strangely responsible for Kate. When the sun rose, and then she stirred near nine, he was excited. Even if she didnât talk back to him, he could talk to her, and that was sort of like