CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
After they got home from school, Lindy went to her room and Gabe slipped into his and almost ran over Charley. The angel prowled around, testing for dust with his fingertips, which seemed to be his favorite thing to do lately.
Gabe closed the door, dropped his backpack on the bed, and tapped him on the shoulder. “Find anything interesting?”
The angel swiveled around. “Nope, same old dust. I figured you’d have cleaned your room by now.”
He shrugged. “Why should I? It’ll only get dirty again.”
Charley tilted his head. “You know, you might be right.”
Gabe chuckled. “At last you understand me. Yay!” He turned back to his bed and opened his backpack. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve work to do. Adios, goodbye.”
“Well! I know when I’m not welcome,” Charley said in a rath
