Rosalie and Rosalind dragged me out of bed each morning after Julie and Alex left. They even proved they were totally willing to dress me up if I was too lazy. Always in clothing that made me look silly. Their way of making me want to dress myself. And they dragged me to school. They saw me at my worst, and they dragged me out of it one day at a time. Those two girls did not give up on me. That pretty much forced me to start trying, if only to stop putting them out like that. I started wanting to live again because they didn’t give me the option of the other choice. I owe them a life for that.
Julie and Alex wanted to go to Nashville to get famous. I didn’t. Our life was perfect. We didn’t need to go down there. Nashville was a nice place to visit, take in the sights, and see the famous singers, but not the kind of place you’d want to raise a family in. Nothing like… Northern Minnesota. So I didn’t. They went anyway. And… and I didn’t know what to do. I just… stopped. I didn’t even go to school. My dad never said “I told you so.” He just called Rosalie and Rosalind. They did what no one else could do at the time. They dragged me out of my funk.
Happy Thanksgiving to all! It’s a day set aside to thank God for a good harvest, or just all the good things in our lives. We get together with family. We have good food. Maybe we watch a big game or a movie or something. And some of us even go all heretic and SHOP later in the day. SHUDDER. I am happy not to work in a place that does that. Of course, my place is open 365 days a year, so it’s not like I actually get it off. The point is, we all have different ways of celebrating the holiday, but whatever those ways are, I wish you a happy Thanksgiving.
Me, Rosalie, and Rosalind were a well-oiled team, without all the drama that a lot of other kids brought to the table with them. The adults never had to worry about us breaking up and suddenly hating each other, because we were never together in that way. But Julie and Alex were another matter. Me and those two girls were really perfect together. Like those fairy tales where birds sing and random forest animals dance for joy. We filled each others’ holes. The parts of us we didn’t know were incomplete. We could play a song together for the first time and it sounded like we’d done it all our lives. We just groked each other in every way that mattered, and the vacationers we played for loved it all. Yeah. Rosalie and Rosalind got us playing.
It was Rosalie and Rosalind who discovered one of the devils living in our little Heaven in Northern Minnesota. They made certain I learned about him so I could help Julie get out of his influence. I got her out to Alex’s house, and they found out the devil was headed out there to bring her back. They made sure I found out first, so I could get there before anything bad happened. He ended up leaving a lot quicker than he came, without any bruises anywhere on his body. Nothing to suggest anything happened. But he never bothered Julie and Alex again. And I kept an eye on him until he vacated the town entirely. I never would have known about him if Rosalie and Rosalind had not arranged for me to learn though. I owe them a life for that.

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