The Angel Wore Red, White, and Blue

The Hopeless Romantic in me wishes you all a Happy Independence Day. Hope you enjoy this one from the Archives…

The Return of the Modern Philosopher

Angel RachelI was out on the porch of The House on the Hill, grilling a burger for a quiet Fourth of July lunch, when the goosebumps began their patriotic march across my body.

“Should I throw a burger on for you?” I asked my guest without having to turn around to know she was there.

“You knew I was here?” the familiar voice replied.

Of course I knew.  My body only reacted this way when it was near the most beautiful creature I’d ever met.

“I’m just wondering where you’ve been for the past three weeks when I’ve really needed you,” I snapped at her as I calmly flipped my burgers.

“Please turn around and look at me,” Rachel the Archangel pleaded.

I sighed, lowered the flame on the grill, and slowly did as she requested.  I was surprised to discover that Rachel’s usual all white garb was today red, white…

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About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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2 Responses to The Angel Wore Red, White, and Blue

  1. pamtanzey says:

    Nice to see this again. Happy 4th.

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