“Ah… it seems some of my welcome has worn out.” Asmodeus said, looking at the sky. “I must go, but listen, Aura. I want to see you again.”
The sky outside had gray clouds swirling slightly in the shape of a circle. Was that a sign from God? What had my father done to anger him? Honestly, I was angry too, but God did not seem the type to hand over answers on a platter. Why did things happen this way? I was doing my best to make sense of all of this, but it seemed like God did not like answering any of these questions.
“Then… father… I would like that.” She replied, walking him to the door. “When you have the chance… let me know, and I will make time for you. There’s so much more I would like to know about you.”
“HAH!” Within minutes, I found myself in his arms in a tight hug. “You calle
