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gestured to his wings. Was he a Celestial this entire time? His wings looked like they were made of light, not feather and bone like mine. “What are you?” I finally asked. Reaching out, he gently grasped my face in his hands. “I’m your guardian angel, Brielle. You were never alone down there, I just couldn’t reach you.”
The homeless man I’d thought I was taking care of all these years, was actually taking care of me?
She turned, slightly red in the cheeks. “Hypothetically, if someone had to poop, where would they go?” Luke, Shea, and I busted out laughing. Chloe reached out and punched Shea in the arm since she was closest. Only Noah seemed mature enough to keep his cool. “There’s a Porta-Potty up here. I’ll escort you while everyone else eats,” Noah told her with a straight face. She tipped her chin up in a dignified way, and walked after him. “Thank you.”
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