Who is going to bring me home," Monica asked.
Tess smiled.
"Andrew," she replied.
"Will Andrew bring Him home too?"
"No," Tess shook her head, "The Arch-Angel of death will bring The Son home."
Andrew and Monica had been friends since the beginning of time. They shared a bond that was impossible to break. It went beyond the typical love. Monica was happy that it would be Andrew that would bring her home to heaven. She trusted Andrew with her soul.
"Father," Monica prayed silently, "Please grant me the ability to please you when the time comes. I think I know what you want me to do. Stay by my side so I might do your will; and not disobey or be unwilling.
