Typical of me I was nervous to meet with Gabriel. Why wouldn't I be? Up until recently I thought angels were the good guys. Even if I didn't know they existed. Human ideals told of how they were supposed to protect and guide. How they were a righteous force of God that even dispelled Adam and Eve from the garden, came to the shepards to tell of Christs birth. But apparently some of them were so sick, so tired of watching over mankind, so tired of protecting and leading they were willing to commit mass murder. I wonder what God would think of their behavior.
We used the same small coffee shop we did last time. I might as well go ahead and make this my meeting place in town. I'm sure the small coffee shop could use my annual appearance to draw customers and it was small and quaint enough t
