"What's that?" George White jumped up from his vigil over the two sickest people in the area and started banging on the drum one of the passengers had been carrying as a gift for their grandson. "Something's moving over there! Something's moving in the trees!"
Instantly, the group was on its feet, watching carefully as the branches parted, and out came… a ten-year-old boy.
"Where's my dad…?" He gasped out, and then collapsed at the edge of the site.
"Someone get a blanket!" Tina ran forward to the boy. "He must be lost. George… George?" She looked back, but her husband was lying in the snow. "Oh, God help me…"
"He will." Monica appeared next to her. "Help is on the way. Just keep everyone warm."
"How much longer will it be?" She asked, looking back at the little boy, who was being cared for by a few other women. Her husband looked terribly pale. "I don't know how long he can take this cold."
"It won't be long." She assured her. Then a helicopter came into view, making the ground shake. "There they are. Make sure they find the boy's family. He's been lost for a few days."
"I will. Thank you…" But the angel was gone.
"Is he ok?" Amy rushed into the hospital room, with Andrew close behind. Tess was home with Christopher. Monica touched Andrew's arm and smiled.
"Maybe we should give them some time." She led him into the waiting room. "Amy's dad is severely dehydrated. He gave all his rations to the others, but now it's going to be awhile before he's back to normal." Then she smiled. "I guess I should've listened when you said it'd be all right."
Andrew laughed, suddenly overcome with love for his best friend. "Have I told you lately how much I love you?" He asked, leaning in to kiss her harder than he ever had before.
"Not to interrupt this beautiful scene…" Amy said from the doorway. The two angels broke apart, Andrew raising an eyebrow at the girl. "But my dad is going to be released in a day or two. Why don't you go back to the house and help Tess? I'll be back with my mom in a while, but we'll be spending a lot of time here."
"Ok." Andrew said. "But you'll probably have school tomorrow, so…"
"I'll get some rest. I'll see you at home?"
"Ok." Monica and Andrew walked out of the room, calm and relaxed. Everything would be fine.
Instantly, the group was on its feet, watching carefully as the branches parted, and out came… a ten-year-old boy.
"Where's my dad…?" He gasped out, and then collapsed at the edge of the site.
"Someone get a blanket!" Tina ran forward to the boy. "He must be lost. George… George?" She looked back, but her husband was lying in the snow. "Oh, God help me…"
"He will." Monica appeared next to her. "Help is on the way. Just keep everyone warm."
"How much longer will it be?" She asked, looking back at the little boy, who was being cared for by a few other women. Her husband looked terribly pale. "I don't know how long he can take this cold."
"It won't be long." She assured her. Then a helicopter came into view, making the ground shake. "There they are. Make sure they find the boy's family. He's been lost for a few days."
"I will. Thank you…" But the angel was gone.
"Is he ok?" Amy rushed into the hospital room, with Andrew close behind. Tess was home with Christopher. Monica touched Andrew's arm and smiled.
"Maybe we should give them some time." She led him into the waiting room. "Amy's dad is severely dehydrated. He gave all his rations to the others, but now it's going to be awhile before he's back to normal." Then she smiled. "I guess I should've listened when you said it'd be all right."
Andrew laughed, suddenly overcome with love for his best friend. "Have I told you lately how much I love you?" He asked, leaning in to kiss her harder than he ever had before.
"Not to interrupt this beautiful scene…" Amy said from the doorway. The two angels broke apart, Andrew raising an eyebrow at the girl. "But my dad is going to be released in a day or two. Why don't you go back to the house and help Tess? I'll be back with my mom in a while, but we'll be spending a lot of time here."
"Ok." Andrew said. "But you'll probably have school tomorrow, so…"
"I'll get some rest. I'll see you at home?"
"Ok." Monica and Andrew walked out of the room, calm and relaxed. Everything would be fine.
