"Your father left, but he did not leave the city. He has been here the entire time. He was never far from you and I believe that he was looking out for you in his own way."
Angel looked at Deacon questioningly. How could her father be near her but never let her know? How did he look out for her when she was struggling after her mother's murder? She lived on a meager paycheck and going without things in order to get by.
"Why did he look out for me if he left me? How did he help me when I was struggling to make rent, pay bills, buy new shoes for work? I don't recall anyone having been there for me."
Deacon thought carefully about his next words, not wanting to upset Angel more than she already was. "Did you ever notice that your rent never went up, even after everyone el
