It's over.

She's gone.

Unfortunately, the young Grace departs our office even though it wasn't her intention to do so. Instead of clarifying things up with me, the foolish twit goes on her own with her wacko form of communication.

It's a shame because she's a nice girl who brings on fecal matters upon herself and can't even resolve them. So the madness is now over.

The next morning after her departure, guess what we found in our filing cabinet?

A Chinese bible. Her one last attempt to save us from Armageddon.