Guardian Angel

Guardian Angel

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Guardian Angel I haven't seen them in the longest. It's as if I've been asleep for ages. But a voice called me from a distance...a familiar voice. I began to stir in my sleep. "Dad really needs help right now. He's getting real sick." Arwen whispered. "We know he's trying to be strong for us. But I don't know how much longer he'll last." Gabriel croaked "I hear him talking to mom, saying that he needs her. He cries himself to sleep." Edward's frail voice spoke. "We'll try our best to support him. We'll watch over him while you kids start school." Evans said. "A-Are you sure?" Arwen asked. "Yes, we are very sure. My wife and I live near by so it won't be a bother." Tom replied. "Besides, I'm practically your nei ghbor." Evans added. The triplets thanked them for their help. Everything was silent once again. But one sound that roused me from my sleep. It was Robert's sick voice. (Trilogy of Frenemies With The Principal)
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