Over the next several weeks, we will be sharing excerpts of the angelic characters from a work in progress, THE DARKNESS WITHIN, Book Three by Angelica Hart and Zi.
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ANGEL WINGS OF HOPE
Spokan, Washington - the
Jopheil and Liwet love story
If you don't believe in miracles,
perhaps you've forgotten you are one.
“We’re not looking for help.” The store clerk said with a touch of
compassion. “I heard Last Minute Café was hiring.”
“Not any more,” Tisha muttered, she had just been there with no luck. “But
thanks.” She turned away, battling tears.
She had to find a job, her rent was overdue, credit cards were maxed. She
wasn’t a frivolous woman, but Tisha had been born poor. Her parents died young.
No siblings. No other family. Every step toward a better life had been
deliberate and steady until the little boutique she had owned went under. It
had been a scarf shop, every type and variety from short to lengthy, from silk
to yarn, from handmade to imported. It was expanding to the imported that had
been her financial ephithat. She should have stuck to her own work, sold
steadily and inexpensively. Her friend, Liwet, an enigmatic guide who stood at
her shoulder, advised her to adhere to her initial and original plan, but Tisha
had been anxious to be an upscale establishment. Damn defecation happened. Now…
now… she was nearly homeless.
“Where’s that
pretty smile?” Liwet asked, the angel had adopted her human persona. It allowed
her to befriend creatively gifted mortals. She inspired and encouraged Tisha,
countering the dark energies that were tugging her toward depression.
Tisha’s face
brightened. “Hey you!”
Liwet linked
arms with Tisha. “Selling your scarves?”
“Selling my
selling skills but no one is buying. Looking for a job.”
Liwet knew of
Tisha's struggles and it was that ache that facilitated Liwet's wish to grant a
miracle. These angelic phenomenon were not at all rare. They came a thousand
fold every day. But there subtleties hid their truth. When a hit ball misses a
child's head, miracle. When a meant-to-be couple re-meet, miracle. When the
rains save the corn, miracle. Liwet had graced the most recent silkscreen
design with a hint of magic. Why? Liwet's miracle gift to Tisha.
The Spokane sky
was washed gray while the chilled air laid its claim. Liwet steered Tisha to a
coffee shop. “Hot java and serious talk?”
Once they were
settled, Tisha undid the scarf at her neck. Her own creation, it was a
quilt-like pattern of interconnecting wildflowers. “I don’t want serious today.
I want to pretend I didn’t make a series of wrong choices and just enjoy
chit-chat with my friend.”
Liwet patted her
hand. “Sure, sweetie.” She looked away and seemed to smile at someone behind
Tisha, and then fingered the scarf. “This a new one?” Liwet's eyes spackled a
mystic wink.
“Just finished
last night.”
“Oh my, it
almost looks like there are words hidden in the folds. Look.”
Tisha followed
her friend’s finger, almost seeing what the other saw. The way the pattern
arranged itself, it was as if it created two legible words, wonderful words,
encouraging words. She didn't know how that came about, but it did. You didn't
see it at first glance but it drew the eye and suddenly it was there.
Excitement rushed through Tisha. So much so, she didn't pause to share the
realization with Liwet. She was too anxious to make more scarves and quickly.
She smiled. “I have work to do. Gotta go!”
Days later,
Tisha showed several new scarves to a shop owner, hoping he’d sell them on
consignment.
"Did you
bring the shoehorn?" asked the shop owner.
"What?"
"Look at my
place I have more things than Carter has Little Liver Pills."
"What?"
"I can't
help you."
"But I can
you. Look at my scarf."
Tommy Canary, a
balding man with a thin mustache, nodded in appreciation of the artistry.
“Pretty. Different.” He sighed, scanning his over-stuffed shop with a whole
corner of accessories that didn’t sell well. Did he really have room for any
more? The query was internal.
You do… this is special. That statement
flushed forcefully through his thoughts. From where? Possibly, mystic forces.
Yes, Tommy didn’t know where the words came from, but he heard them clearly.
Was he rattled? A bit, but he was also inspired.
“What?” he said
aloud.
“Did you see the
message?” Tisha spoke quickly, thinking his query was to her, fearing she was
losing his attention.
Look. Right there. It will bring hope. The sage in his
mind instructed.
Tommy literally
gulped.
Jopheil,
invisible to both, heard by only Tommy, added, Make it happen.
"Do you see
the message?" re-asked Tisha.
“I see it,”
Tommy returned, believing it was only his inner voice giving him guidance. Like
a seek and find, the message once found couldn’t be ignored. He said it aloud.
“Miracles Happen. I’ll take a dozen to start.”
They sold in a
day, brought smiles to all who bought them. Tommy ordered more. Other orders
came in and Tisha’s business thrived beyond Spokane, the message spread town by
town, county by country, city by city, and eventually state by state.
Tisha was the
quintessential example of someone who never stopped believing in hope because
she knew that miracles happened every day.
She recalled
Liwet kissing her forehead and saying, "Where there is amazing love
miracles follow."
Tisha suspected
Liwet knew amazing love.
***
ANGEL WINGS OF HOPE
Aether - the Jophiel and Liwet love story
A miracle is that unexpected kiss that tingles. ~
Delaware
Curled up in
each other’s wings, Jophiel and Liwet rocked together happily.
“Thank you.”
Liwet stroked Jophiel’s chest. "Tisha is my charge, and her millstones
were not yours. You humble me." Her hubris was sincere.
“Joy is grand.
Your joy grander.”
“Spreading it
the grandest.”
“Let us spread
it to each other.”
And they did in
a new inventive way.
Blue azure and
white spackles highlighted their Aether
and unexplainably warmed the world of Tisha.
***
About the Story: The Darkness Within is a fast-paced supernatural thriller involving, kidnapping, romance, gypsies, and supernatural beings. The tale revolves around private detective Brie (Gabriella) Tyler's investigation of several missing young women believed to be runaways. Somehow, it connects to a past she cannot remember. While trying to find his missing niece, Jake Marlo, the owner of prestigious private detective agency, crosses path with Brie. Independent and feisty, Tyler resists Marlo's help and romantic attention. The two collide as heinous henchmen and supernatural forces threaten to destroy their lives.
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