This is just a short story I wrote this week. Kinda cheesy, but hey, what do I write that isn't?
Guardian Angel
There he was. The pastor’s son, in all his gentile righteousness, filled the very front pew of the church. His seemingly luminescent pale skin, his pale, white-blonde hair-the only thing out of place were his muddy brown
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