And if she didn’t have enough to deal with, now there’s something strange lying across the street from the coffee shop. It looks like a person… and he looks hurt. Tori can’t afford to step out of work to help him, but if no one else is going to do it, what choice does she have?
And wait… are those wings coming out of his back? It can’t be—angels aren’t real. And even if they were, this one looks like he's fallen a long way, and Tori knows what it means when an angel falls…
This short story is 4400 words long. It is also available in Santa’s Rejects, a collection of offbeat Christmas stories.
Zoe Cannon may or may not be a supervillain out to conquer the world through writing. When not writing, they can be found perfecting their schemes for world domination, plotting against their archenemies, and staying up too late reading a book. Their secret lair is rumored to be located somewhere in southern New Hampshire. They also write as their mild-mannered alter ego, Z.J. Cannon.