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Opportunity
February 1945 — EvelynOn a particularly slow Tuesday night in February 1945, Evelyn polished the desk and chair rail while humming her song. Four months of working at the lounge had been good for her. Life had settled into a pleasant pattern. She still felt the pain of Jim’s absence, but Danny was growing and requiring more time and energy, and that kept her mind busy.
She had plenty of time to think during the lulls at the Silver Lining, and more lyrics had fallen into the rhythm of the song. Evelyn had been singing it every afternoon when she put Danny down for his nap. Rubbing vigorously with the dust cloth, she glanced around at the empty waiting area and began singing softly.
There’s an angel on my shoulder.
There’s an angel by my side.
And he leads me and he guide
