The girl’s mumbling was the only sound in the room for some time as Tony tried to decide what he would do to shut her up. He had considered beating her until she was quiet, but she was making him nervous. She was a shell, a hollow vessel emptied by the priest on the far side of the room, and Tony knew when he was out of his league. It was time for him to walk away. “Screw this, Gabriel. I am out of here.”
“You can’t leave now,” Gabriel said in a panic. He did not want to be left alone in the basement with her. She was supposed to be a regular girl, a junkie, nothing more.
- Day 346 (carolynvp.wordpress.com)
- Marlene Swetlishoff – ARCHANGEL GABRIEL 2012 – The Rainbow Scribe (2012indyinfo.com)
- Awed By the Beauty (rivendellramblings.wordpress.com)