Angel didn't bother trying to conceal his smile as he landed lightly on his balcony, folding his wings loosely as he walked inside. ``Welcome home, Warren. Did you have a nice night?'' Mrs. Worthington asked from the living room, looking back over the sofa.
``It was okay. A little windy.'' Angel said as he started tugging his shirt off, careful not to hurt his wings in the process. His mother moved
No Angel
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