Angel Davis wheeled herself down the street after her mother Mimi, who had given up drugs. She had never been able to walk her whole life. She had been born HIV, but the wheelchair was more the fault of the drugs her mother had taken. She was fourteen now and she was going blind. She couldn't help but hate both of her parents for the way she was. She was told that she was named after a really good friend of her parents' Angel was more like her father than her mother in many ways. She wrote songs, which were accompanied by one of Roger's old guitars that he had given her for her thirteenth birthday.
Her sister April, named by Roger of course, had died a year ago, she had only been 12 when she died. Right now Mimi and Angel were going to buy new flowers for April's grave. When they arrived at the store Angel noticed that the store had got some new sheet music. She ran to go look at it. "Mom, look!" She shrieked with delight. "It's 'Your eyes' daddy's song that he. "Well, why should you have to pay for something your father wrote?" Mimi walked over to see. "Look at that! It is! Well, we have to buy this don't we?" Angel stared hopelessly at her mother. "We can't afford to buy this and the flowers." Suddenly Mimi heard a voice behind her. "You must be so proud to see it in a store" Mimi whirled around at the familiarity in the woman's voice, "Joanne?" she asked, bewildered. It had been a while since she'd seen Joanne, and they hadn't known each other perfectly. "Mimi, I didn't think you'd remember me" she said. "I didn't know you had a daughter, but it's been that long I guess" Mimi sighed, fighting back tears. "I had two, but the younger one was very sickly her whole life, which is my fault for doing drugs…and I guess the virus didn't help either, that's what the flowers are for." "Well, you need those flowers. And you need Roger's song!" "I wish I had enough money for both. I hate to tell Angel that we can't afford music or a new guitar. She is so much like her father" Joanne smiled "don't worry, I'll lend you the money for the music" Mimi was shocked. "Oh no, you don't have to…" "I insist!" Joanne interrupted, shoving some money into Mimi's hand. Mimi opened her hand. "But this is much more than enough to buy the music!" But by then Joanne was already in the checkout.
"How was your trip to the store?" asked Roger. "It was more like a trip down memory lane." Answered Mimi. "I ran into Joanne there." Roger nearly spat out his beer in surprise. "Really? I never expected to hear about her again!" Then Mimi smiled deviously. "Look what else we found there! ANGEL!" She called. Angel came as fast as she could. "Yes?" "Show dad what you got at the store today." Angel grinned and pulled out the song. Roger smiled. "Well what do you know? It's my song!" and he fainted.
After that day Roger got worse and worse. He kept telling Mimi that he was going to be okay, but one day he began to have trouble breathing and Mimi knew that she had to do something so she called for an ambulance and they went to the hospital. The nurses said that he didn't have much time left and that there was nothing much else that they could do and two weeks later Roger died. Mimi sank into a depression, she tried doing drugs again but even they didn't help enough, eventually, three days later Mimi couldn't take it any more. Memories of her and Roger together flooded through her. The joy of their first baby, the pain of all the deaths they had been through together, and suddenly Mimi's own voice from a while back whispered to her I die without you. So Mimi took a knife, held it to her wrist and did just that.
Angel Davis was now an Orphan.