ANYTHING GOES SATURDAY NIGHT!

“The light dims, just enough that when I sit up, I see the form of a man, an absolutely perfect man, standing at the foot of my bed. His wings rise and fall, exactly in unison with my breath and my heartbeat. It feels so very real. Perhaps a vision, such as many saints have had before. But I am no saint.” ~~From Angels’ Prey

"Sammmmy!" "DEAN?"
“Sammmmy!”
“DEAN?”

You’re welcome,

VKA

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