The Kindness in Surrendering to the First Kill - An Angel’s Sacrifice

“Earn your wings, Jenessa. Killing child abductors and murderers is pure mercy on our part,” the Angel whispers.

Shakily, I hold the poison.

I want my wings, the feathery ones or that jewel-studded gossamer pair.

Finding courage, I float from Heaven to kill evil and save someone’s captive little girl.