Chapter 13
Mike
“What’s the point of a phone if you aren’t going to answer it,” I wailed as Angel walked through the door. It was already the next morning, and I had stayed up all night pacing back and forth in my living room dreading the worst. Luckily, I had taken some time off from work until I could sort everything out. I had plenty of vacation days saved up that they were bugging me to use, so I figured this was just as good a time as any.
I was honestly thinking of calling the police, but what could they do? Angel had only been alive for a day, and without any records or anything that proved his existence we were probably going to get hauled off by some government agency after they found him.
Angel merely sailed past me, ignoring my pleas for answers. He had a look of pure joy ab
