Six Sentence Sunday: Guardian Angel

She’d been focused on the kid, but now shifted her gaze in the EMT’s direction.

Oh my god. Talk about déjà vu … that’s my Angel, she thought.

He was watching her, his gaze intense. She looked him over, head to toe, and registered quickie facts: his hair was cut like her brother’s, and his posture was ramrod-straight. At some point in his life, this guy had either been a soldier, or he was the biggest stick-in-the-mud God had ever made.

“Have we met before?” she asked, breathless.

 

Guardian Angel
Evernight Publishing, October 2011
$4.99, digital book

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I'm tall and buxom, highly educated and culturally savvy. I'm a world traveler, problem solver, crusader. Thankful for the love of reading I inherited from my mom, mother to a superbly cool kid, wife to the world’s most handsome man. A marathon runner, freelance photographer, faithful companion to Magnolia May the beagle, and a prolific reader and writer. And when you exit this page or close my books, I'll just be a fond memory.
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