We looked around, not sure if what had just happened to us was real. Was I dreaming? I pinched myself to ascertain. When I felt the pain, I knew it was real. I also knew it was a clear act of God.
I looked at Charles and smiled. “That was an angel you know.”
He turned and swung his head left to right, but the man had practically disappeared into thin air. “Yes, my eyes have seen the goodness of the lord.”
We smiled at each other and began the walk to the church. Divine Mercy Catholic church was a big place, and it was packed with people who were also coming out of it. It seemed mass had just ended. Charles and I lingered behind because frankly speaking, we looked like ragamuffins. What with our ruffled hair, smudged faces and dusty clothes, oh, and let’s not forget the scrapes on my pa
