COFFEE! That is the cure for .I haven't decided...Sorry,I kinda forgot about this story...Rafael is a caseworker here,
and I'm gonna try to wrap up the end in this chapter.
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The angels went and took Monica to a coffee place. The whole way long they were praying that this would at least slightly jog her also prayed for answers. Why this this happen?What moral is learned? IS there a moral? Is this the cure?
When they got there,they sat at a table by the window. A man came by and asked what they'd like. The familiar Hispanic voice suprised them, and they exclaimed in unison "Rafael!" He smiled and said "Hey! What are you guys doing here?"
"What are YOU doing here is the real question!" Andrew responded.
"Y'know, too?" He whispered back,so no one would hear them talking about angel business.
"No,you see,Monica lost her memory,all of it. She doesn't remember anything and doesn't believe us about her,well,job."
"And so were trying to jog her memory with her favorite drink" Tess added.
"Y'know, I am still here,listening to all of your crazy talk" Monica said, slightly annoyed at their foolishness. I mean, how could she be an angel? She's a living human!
"It's not crazy talk! You are an angel!" Gloria exclaimed, a bit too loudly apparently for the elderly couple sitting next to them.
The two left.
"Whatever" replied Monica.
"Well, I'll get her a cappucino,cool?" He then left to get the coffee drink.
The next few minutes were silent. Eventually, Rafael came over to their table with a steaming cup.
"There you go! I hope she remembers stuff after this..."
Monica nervously reached for the cup. She slowly and unsurely brought it up to her lips and drank from it.
After taking a sip from it, she placed it on the table and said to them
"Well,I don't know why, but I do feel this wee feeling in me,like if I am SUPPOSED to remember something,or do something. But I can't put my finger on it! I'm still not accepting your strange ideas of me being an angel,don't you have to die for that?
But I feel different,and I do very much remember loving this drink..."
"It didn't completely work..." mumbled a dissapointed Andrew.
"Hold on to your hope,Angel Boy. She did say she feels different,that's a start".
"But what do we do now?" asked Andrew.
A lady then walked in, looking troubled. She sat down and ordered a type of coffee.
"That's my assignment,I gotta run. Tell me how this turns out!" Rafael left to go to the woman.
"I have an idea!" Gloria suddenly proclaimed, excited.
"Well,let's hear it!" Andrew said suddenly in a cheerful mood.
A few minutes later...
"Gloria...that sounds completely ridiculous!" Tess shouted.
"Do you have a better plan?" Gloria replied.
"And, it actually sounds crazy enough to work!" Andrew finished.
"Well, fine! We can try" Tess gave in.