I will go to a hospital and a homeless shelter, and I will sing carols with the children and read to them and play with them. And make paper angels. She smiled, then gazed down at the stained glass surface of the bay. I found my redemption through the children. That's why you became an angel.
Angels have a special relationship with children.
That's why they can see us, while adults have such trouble. Jessi briefly thought she felt rain, but then realized it was only sea air pouring over the bridge from the Pacific behind her. I should go now, Ari. Bye my friend, Ari. Jessi headed back down the bridge's walkway, feeling the breeze tug at her face and push around her small figure.