It had taken three days to find her. I had been so sure that she would have avoided Baton Rouge, knowing it was Lottie’s home, and yet, she was there, living as Charlotte Martin. It had taken another two days of Eric arguing with me about leaving now versus waiting … I don’t know, a few weeks may...
Colin heard himself asking before he could stop himself. “Marvel fan?” The angel smiled at Colin and shrugged a shoulder at him. “Who isn’t?” “He’s not a lot like our angel, is he?” Anna asked. Except in many ways, he was jus...
Nothing could block those sounds, though: not these walls, not her arms, not the passage of time or even death itself. She had prayed for a very long time but she wasn’t sure if God or the angels could hear her prayers from Hell. It didn’t stop her from trying. Eventually,...