question again and looked up. A cream colored, petite Pomeranian, with short hair and an overbite was standing within two inches of her face. Looking her straight in the eye, in fact.
“Can you see me?” Angel whispered.
“Yes, I’m talking to you.” The little thing responded.
“About the leashes?” Angel asked.
“Yes, I want to know.”
“So they won’t bite each other, or scare the people in the park. Can you see me?” Angel asked again.
“Yes. I said I could see you. My name is Belle.”
“Belle, that’s a nice name. My name is Angel. How are you able to talk?” Angel wasn’t sure why, but this didn’t seem right.
“Probably for the same reason I can see you,” Belle answered.
“Where did you come from?” Angel asked.
“I was following my family until they got another pet. They seem okay now.”
“Did you die? Are we ghosts?”
“Well, aren’t you an angel?” Belle asked.
“I don’t think so,” answered Angel. She thought about it for a while and had considered all the ins and outs. “I have no special powers and I’ve never been to heaven, at least I hope not. I don’t even know who I was when I was on earth. Although, I think I was somebody. The only thing I can figure is that I’m stuck.”
“I think I am too.” The small dog’s eyebrows lifted in some show of emotion.
“It’s like I’m in between places,” Angel said. “And I really can’t remember how long I’ve been here. My life now is real, but not really real.”
“Yes.” Belle nodded.
From that day forward Angel shared her cloud with pretty little Belle. As soft as a bed, and peacefully away from the world below, the cloud served as their escape.
The two spent their days apart, out in the world, but when they tired, usually at night, they met on that special cloud, to rest. Wherever the cloud may have floated to in the meantime, Angel and Belle always found their way back.
Then one day Belle brought home Kail, and they became a family of three. Angel loved her girls, and for some reason it was easy for her to trust the pups. Angel’s trust issues were with the few unknown people who somehow managed to see her when nobody else could. It didn’t happen often, but when it did, Angel moved her little family as far away as possible.
Belle and Kail would be interested in this newest twist to Teresa’s life, though Angel couldn’t leave quite yet to catch the girls up on these thought-provoking happenings. She wanted to be around for the upcoming visit. For years she’d watched Teresa simply exist. If what the women now were talking about had actually happened—the accident, the cancer, and all the rest—it explained a lot of the emptiness in Teresa’s life. And probably why Teresa, like Angel, avoided people, or relationships.
A while back, Angel told Teresa to get a dog—her life would be a lot less lonely; at least that was what Angel had discovered for herself. Since Teresa never heard her, Angel had tried to visit Teresa’s dreams, and in waking moments she whispered in Teresa’s ear. Eventually, Angel had managed to guide Teresa toward a pet store where Teresa looked for a while at the puppies. But Angel’s plans hadn’t worked out, because in the end, Teresa left the store empty handed.
Now, Angel decided to stay close to Teresa and be with her when she met the priest. She also intended to visit Teresa’s dad, regardless of whatever decision Teresa made. Angel was curious about this man and wanted to learn more.
CHAPTER 4
THE WAITING AREA AT THE CHURCH office smelled musty. A graffiti laden, three-legged desk had been balanced in the corner, and Jessie sat on one of four plastic, wobbly chairs scattered randomly about the room. Next to the second, double door entry, a bulletin board was propped up against the wall on the cheap laminate floor. The words ‘Sober Living Program’ were posted across the top.
It took Jessie a moment to recognize her brother’s face. A picture