It hadn’t been there the day before.It wasn’t black in the way of paint but in the way of the darkness behind the eyes. The only exception was a s...lver door handle. K.T. pulled it open and stepped inside.Behind the door was a room, a white room. There were walls, a ceiling and a floor but where precisely those things met was hard to judge. It was just so utterly featureless.In the center of the room stood the angel.He looked much as he had the night before, an alien man cut from luminous. She put her hand behind my neck, pulled my head down and kissed my cheek. "Thanks," she said, "you're a gentleman."Before I could respond rationally, she was walking away from me without looking back.After that, things seemed to return to the status quo. I saw Becky from time to time and smiled a 'hello' when I had a chance. In return, she smiled back. I didn't let our eyes meet long enough for hers to capture mine.In nursing, you have to work erratic shifts including weekends and nights.. I did not want to have sit down dinners here. That was something that was for mom and mom only.I noticed that he had bought a few different kind of soda, not knowing what it was that I liked. He had set out for him a few bottles of wine. He obviously felt like drinking was in order.After dinner was done, dad and I cleared off the table and relaxed on the couch. I had a cup of coke in my hand and he was working on his third glass of wine. He was a little tipsy and I actually liked it. We were. "Second squad — forward to make sure none of them are playing possum. The rest of you — back outside and form a perimeter, there's still the patrol to deal with," he ordered.There was no finesses about the way the Zytol patrol came crashing through the bushes to investigate what was happening. The Celestialite designed weapons that Carson's troops were using didn't make any noise, but the Zytol rifles did and several shots had rung out in the night, alerting the patrol.Their approach was on the.