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decisive answers in the order she asked them.
    “Yes, that was a dragon. I’ve been known by
many names, but for these purposes, call me Daniel. It’s
complicated and I’m not presently sure.”
    “What?” she asked.
    “Yes, that was a dragon. You can call me
Daniel—”
    “I heard you the first time.”
    “Then why did you ask?” One heavy brow
lifted.
    “Well, it’s not every day you see a dragon
or have an intruder save you from another intruder—you were saving
me, weren’t you? Or is the dragon the good guy and you’re the bad
guy?”
    “In this particular case, I believe I am the
good guy. You do ask a lot of questions,” he said.
    “Do I? I’m sorry, but you’re not really
explaining any of this very well.”
    “I’m not? I’ve answered your questions.”
    “No, you haven’t—you didn’t tell me how you
got in here.”
    “I did. I said it’s complicated.”
    “That’s not an answer.”
    “To the best of my recollection, it is an
answer.”
    “Okay…it’s not a very informative
answer.”
    “Oh. Well, then I ‘appeared,’ that’s how I
got in here,” he said, brushing a curl of hair away from his left
eye.
    “You appeared ,” she whispered.
    “Yes.”
    “What does that mean?”
    “It means I wished to be here so I am.”
    “That’s convenient.”
    “It is, isn’t it,” he said with a smile.
    “What are you that you can ‘appear’ at will?
A genie? And why are you known by many names?” she asked,
flustered.
    “No. Genies are not real,” he answered
matter-of-factly. “I’m a ‘Watcher’ and I am known by many names
because I have been here for a very long time.” A kind of sadness
seemed to come over him as if the very words were painful.
    Summer lowered the bat. “How long?”
    “Since the beginning.”
    “The beginning…of what?”
    “The beginning of this,” he said as he held
out his arms. “Everything, life as you know it.”
    “Is that a bad thing? You seem sad about
it.”
    “Yes, I am sad. I’ve sinned against my
father and I will pay for that for all eternity.” His deep-set
almond eyes welled with emotion.
    “All of eternity? Who is your father?”
    “God, of course, as he is yours too,” Daniel
replied.
    “God? Then you are a—”
    “Fallen angel.”
    “But I thought fallen angels were bad—that
they were all colleagues of Satan,” she explained.
    “Not all of my brothers went into the bowels
of Hell. There are some of us who refused to follow Lucifer to his
present destiny. Some of us continue to ‘watch,’ as was our initial
task given to us by the father.
    “My brothers weren’t all bad, even Lucifer.
I believe there was no other angel that loved Father more than
Lucifer, but Father’s fascination with your kind and the intense
love and forgiveness he showered upon you, made many of my brothers
jealous of Father’s affections.
    “In an attempt to get Father’s attention,
Lucifer planned a coup. Father accused Lucifer and some of us of
not loving humans like he did, so what better way to show love to
the humans but in the very way they showed love to one another?
Lucifer talked many of us into lying with human women. This was how
humans showed their love for one another.
    “But that is not how Father saw it. It went
against Father’s wishes. Lucifer knew this but after all, Father
had shown so much mercy to humankind, he would surely forgive his
angels and see that we too loved mankind. We knew we would be
punished, but Lucifer’s hope was that with our punishment, we would
also be opening the door of communication and could relay to Father
just how much we longed for his love and approval.
    “But things went terribly wrong and Father
did NOT forgive us and the lines of communication were not
opened—in fact, they were terminated for all of time.
    “Father’s fierce wrath broke Lucifer’s heart
in two and anger consumed him and many of my brothers. That anger
was not just towards Father, but the object of
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