25th Dec
″Merry Christmas, Rafaél.″
He grinned, ear to ear, as I placed the gift in his lap. Ma had knitted him a sweater. I made him a scrapbook, filled with polaroids of our week together, with space for more – our New Year′s road trip to New York ought to fill out several pages. He beamed, celestial features glimmering beneath the Christmas Lights.
″Merry Christmas, Nikhil,″ he replied, placing a present in front of me. I unfurled the ribbon on the small box, lifting its lid to find a silver necklace nestled inside; inside its pendant, an old photograph of Pa cradling me as a toddler. How could a person I′d known less than a week gift me the greatest gift of all?
YOU ARE READING
21: The Angel and The Angeleno
Short StoryB × B・In this tale of love and death, Nikhil helps Rafaél live a life of no regrets in just 21 days. Rafaél is an Icarus, the most recent from an ancient bloodline of ephemeral angels born of the ocean. On December 21st, 2021, he rose from the sea o...
