Last night I leveled with the angels they were everywhere and there was nothing I could do and it wasn’t their call. We entered the house greeted by a stranger who would soon replace ours. And right away I knew I was entering into a place of uncertainty and disdain. Why is father on the phone? Did he notice her withering hand or is it something she said? Up this flight of stairs how dare I enter this room and this house. I descend into a room down the hall, my hands are shaking and I must reason with the angels. They will understand; they will see the tears, tell everyone I can make them let her go. And right away I knew I was entering into a place of uncertainty and disdain. Why is father on the phone? Did he notice her withering hand or is it something she said? Up this flight of stairs how dare I enter this room and this house... She’s in heaven now; this house couldn’t work as a cage for an angel. Now it’s me I’ve got to let go.
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