Chapter 7Despite his sadness over the last couple of days, Angel could not suppress a grin as he approached the classroom on the first floor for his orientation session. The identification card he was given in the foyer had lifted his spirits. It hung around his neck on a lanyard, making him feel special and very adult. Not only was he younger than the group of trainees he walked along the corridor with, but he also looked a lot younger with his smooth fair skin and pale blond hair. He was glad Daddy had made him have it cut a few months ago, because he was certain it made him look a little older. Daddy always said it was Angel’s slenderness and his innocent face that made him look younger than he was.
The instructor picked him out of the group as they sat down. “Who are you?”
“Angel Gab
