The guy could come back into the room and find it empty. He’d be disappointed.
Hadn’t he said something about having a daughter?
Of course, Dwight’s family probably left him. That’s why the house had hardly any furniture.
And that was why he probably picked me up. He was just lonely.
Why didn’t any of his thoughts ring true? Why did he stay rooted in this one place, like an i***t?
* * * *
Dwight switched the water off and pulled the mini-blinds so he couldn’t see into the Hales’s house anymore. He started when he heard a footstep behind him.
The angel was there, staring at him. He had some big, goofy smile plastered on his face and he was switching his weight from one foot to the other. Trying to look like he was innocent. Dwight knew better.
“I thought I told you, I make the moves
