I recently had a conversation with an older lady who told me she had always been a pessimist and that she never really hopes things are going to work out for the best. She usually expects problems more than blessings.
To me, that is a sad commentary on life. How many people spend their days expecting the worst? I know that everyone could have a pity party if they really dwelled on the negative aspects of their lives, but to never hope for the good things, to me, is unthinkable.
Having experienced a lot of trials in my life, I still hope for tomorrow. I hope things will be better, and I generally believe they will be. It’s not because I wear rose-colored glasses. I know bad things happen, but I choose to believe they don’t always happen. I choose to believe tomorrow will be a better day. And because I have hope, I can face tomorrow. Isn't that better than dreading what lies around every corner?
I didn’t ordinarily break the rules, but everyone has bad days, right? I mean, as an Angel of Death, I always toed the party line. That is until one night when I was feeling particularly vulnerable and along came Dominic. He’s another AOD, but don’t think of him as an angel because really, he’s anything but. To me, he was more like a walking advertisement for sin.
So that night, Dominic and I broke a cardinal rule—no fraternization between Angels of Death. Don’t ask me why it’s a rule. I guess that was why Dominic hauled ass before I even woke up the next morning. As an AOD, I understood. As a woman, I was pissed.
So fast forward two months, and both Dominic and I are facing disciplinary punishment if we don’t figure out how to put our differences aside and work together. Unfortunately, I’ve never been one to let go of a grudge very easily, and when it seemed like Dominic had no issues about what he did, my anger grew by leaps and bounds.
An argument generated more heat than Chernoybl, and once again, Dominic and I delved into the disallowed. And while we were busy getting busy, we lost a soul in a horrifying way. Now, we’ve been given an ultimatum. Find the soul and help her cross over, or both Dominic and I will have to cross over ourselves. Permanently.
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