Chapter 3
Angels deliver Fate to our doorstep - and anywhere else it is needed.
~ Jessi Lane Adams
The headaches were getting worse, my head felt like it was bowling pins and just got slammed by a strike. The pills were not working anymore. Feeling useless this day as I remember the phone call.
How chivalrous of Mike. I sarcastically thought. He didn't want me to be hurt from hearing from from anyone else, that he was going to be a father. His girlfriend was pregnant.
Since I knew how he thought, it didn't surprise me when he announced, "I'm getting married." I was heartbroken all over again. And it made it worse when he said,"I will always still love you. I just can't be in love with you." I couldn't hang up fast enough.
Then cried for awhile. I didn't cry because I wanted him, I cried for me, for the babies I had always wanted. For the children I would never have.
He had said we could't afford children when we married. Then when we had money, he said he wasn't ready, and his career was hot, going full throttle. Then later it was because it was too inconvenient for our careers. I would have quit just to be able to have a child. But by the last years of our marriage, there was no way I would have have brought a child into our dysfunctional marriage. I wasn't going to be irresponsible with another life. But now I was almost thirty and had no self esteem, who would want me?
An hour later, sitting at my old study desk, I was looking up jobs online under domestics. One particular ad's words caught my eye.
Wanted: Maid-housekeeper, live in. Must be unattractive. Must not have social life. Must not have friends. Must not be picky. Must be flexible about schedule. Must have good morals. Must pass background check. Must not be lazy. Must have passport for travel. Must have driver's licence. Must like children.
Duties to include detailed cleaning, preparing nutritious meals for two children, laundry for three, attending to all school functions, helping out in home office, errands and much more. Some paid travel included, uniform provided. Medical, Dental, four weeks paid vacation. Will discuss interview, if resume is in good form. Include picture and references. No phone calls, only email.
It wasn't the paid medical insurance that caught my eye. It really should have been. It was the must be unattractive part. The rest of the Must not list, was just so me. Wow, that sounded weird.
I looked in the mirror, giant coke bottle glasses stared back at me. The frames were so big and lenses so thick, they obscured most of my face. I couldn't afford contacts, or the special thin lenses. My prescription was so bad, these cheap frames and lenses still costed me three hundred and fifty dollars. I had no choice but pay it, if I had wanted to see, to drive.
I was going to take a picture, so I thought for a second to put some cosmetics on. Maybe just some gloss and eyeliner. Wait- the ad did say unattractive. With more confidence then I actually felt, I smiled at my camera, with my hideous glasses on, wearing a shapeless top, that added bulk to my boney frame. I uploaded the picture to my resume. Sending the picture and resume on it's way to the email address. I prayed I was not sending my information to a serial killer.
I sent my resume out to a few dozen job adverts. Realizing I needed to start dinner, I took out the marinating soy sauce chicken from the fridge. Putting it in the heavy clay baking dish for 300 F and stuck her themometer on the counter to check the internal temp later. Setting the timer, she started cleaning vegtables.
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