Not Alone
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Very intuitive.
She sensed that this worried her parents too, since people might think her older than she really is. She heard them say that when they spoke about it one night.
They thought she was asleep.
But she wasn’t.
Something woke her up.
She was not sure what it was, but she felt like something was in her room.
Like she was.
Yes.
Not alone.
Something was in her room with her.
At first it scared her, but as time went by, she got used to it.
It no longer scared her.
Whatever it was, it never hurt her.
It was just something she could feel.
She sensed that it was watching her.
Perhaps even keeping watch over her.
She believed that it must be an angel.
Perhaps angels.
When she finishes the outlines of whatever it was she was drawing, she starts coloring the shapes with different colours.
Then she writes something at the top of the drawing.
She admires it and smiles.
She then stares at the ceiling.
Says.
“Don’t let the bed bugs bite.” She blows a kiss.
She hears her dad call her from the kitchen. She puts down her drawing and runs down the stairs to have breakfast.
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“Mommy’s sorry, Angel.”
“For what, Mommy?” she caresses her mom’s cheek.
“Everything.”
Tears roll down her eyes.
Kimberly wipes them away.
Kisses her mom’s cheeks.
“It’s okay, Mommy. I’ll always love you. No matter what. You are the best mommy in the world.”
There is a knock at the door.
Amber stares at it nervously.
She kisses Kimberly on the forehead and goes to open the door.
“Good day, Mrs Jonathan. I’m Bob…”
“Yes. I know. Please come inside.”
The balding man enters the house.
Kimberly stares at his comical face and starts giggling.
“Why are you giggling, Angel-Face?”
The man goes on his knees in front of her.
“It’s your nose and cheeks. It’s so big and very red. Didn’t your mommy tell you to wear sunscreen?”
She rubs his cheeks and giggles more.
“Kimberly Amber-Jane!”
“She did, actually.” Bob says just before Amber could take Kimberly’s hand.
“But I never paid much attention to her. Perhaps if I did, I wouldn’t be so red and sore. But I’m glad I didn’t, because if I did, I wouldn’t feel the touch of a real live angel. He takes her hand and kisses it.”
Bob smiles.
Gets up and glances at Amber.
“She’s only honest. Let her be. I think we’ll get along fine.”
Amber sighs and seems to relax more.
“Well, we should be off. Say goodbye to your mommy, Angel-Face.”
He nods at Amber and goes outside.
Amber gets on her knees and takes Kimberly’s face in her hands.
“You behave now. You hear.”
She tucks Kimberly’s dark hair back and fixes her dress collar.
“Don’t worry, Mommy. The fat man seems very nice. I’m sure I will beat him at all the games I have planned for us. But I’ll let him win, just so he doesn’t feel sad.”
“That’s my angel.”
She kisses Kimberly.
Hugs her tightly.
“Mommy loves you.”
“I love you too.”
Kimberly picks up her back-pack and with a joyful skip she leaves the house.
She takes the man’s hand and turns.
“Don’t let the bed bugs bite.”
She blows her mom a kiss and starts walking with the man towards the car.
Amber wipes the tears from her eyes as Kimberly gets into the car.
“Lord, please protect her.”
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"Yea, - if ye remain firm, and act aright, even if the enemy should rush here on you in hot haste, your Lord would help you with five thousand angels Making a terrific onslaught.
Surah 'Āli `Imrān (Family of Imran) 3:125
Los Angeles
City of Angels
“Pretty, aren’t they?”
“Positively.”
They continue further ahead.
“You glad we came?”
He nods.
“Honestly. Yes.”
“What are they do you think?”
He shakes his head.
“I can’t say surely.”