Let Your Wings Unfold
By A.R. Moler
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Angels are forbidden to interfere with mortal events, only observe. Michael has spent the past few years watching U.S. Army paratrooper Glenn Jernigan from afar. The man has survived combat jumps under fire and made it to the end of his term of service. When flirting with the wrong man places Glenn in danger of losing his life, what’s an angel to do? Sometimes you break the rules.
A.R. Moler
A.R. Moler is a chemistry professor at a community college, a homeschooling mom and an avid science fiction fan. She is a devotee of first hand research for her writing whenever possible and to this end has - learned to fire a handgun, been rappelling, ridden with both EMS and the police, flown a helicopter, bought a motorcycle and learned to ride it. She has traveled to nearly all the places where her stories are set and taken hundreds of photos for documentation. She has been writing since her high school years, but only recently has become published. Her website can be found at http://armoler.com
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Let Your Wings Unfold - A.R. Moler
Let Your Wings Unfold
By
A.R. Moler
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.
Copyright 2021 by AR Moler
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Chapter 1
Apparently, grabbing the wrong ass was probably going to be a lethal mistake. When the guy in the cowboy hat had smiled at him from the end of the bar, Glenn Jernigan thought it meant the man might be interested in flirting and maybe a hookup. The man was cute in a rough cut sort of way, worn and frayed jeans clinging to his ass in temptingly sexy way. He’d given the guy’s butt a little squeeze on his way to the bathroom. It had been quite a while since he’d had a hookup. Being deployed in a combat zone didn’t lend itself to casual sex very well.
Now twenty minutes later, out here in the parking lot, another fist slammed into Glenn’s face. He was already choking on the blood flowing from his nose and mouth. A second pair of hands held Glenn’s arms behind his back as the man he’d been attracted to was beating the shit out of him.
Damn fucking queer. Maybe you’ll learn to keep your hands to yourself,
snarled the man in the cowboy hat.
Oh, crap, I think I mighta seen a flash of blue light. It could be the cops,
said the one holding Glenn’s arms.
Let him go,
said the cowboy, delivering a final body blow to Glenn’s ribs. Glenn collapsed to the pavement as the two men hurried away. He coughed, gagged, and managed to suck in a breath before he passed out.
***
Standing on the top of the bar’s roof in the darkness, Michael watched the events play out in the gravel parking lot below. He wasn’t sure if he could bear watching the young man die. Glenn Jernigan had survived Afghanistan as a U.S. Army paratrooper, 501st Airborne Infantry Regiment, only to be beaten very nearly to death by a pair of homophobic bigots in his own hometown. Angels weren’t supposed to interfere without prior authority from on high, but Michael had been watching this man for three years. Glenn was brave, strong, loyal, kind, all those things that would earn him the right to peace when he crossed over. But he was so young – only twenty three. It didn’t seem fair for someone like that to die so young.
Nobody had specifically forbidden Michael to save this man. What was that ironic phrase that humans used? Better to beg forgiveness than ask permission. Even from where he stood on the roof of the bar, Michael could tell that Glenn’s life signs were failing. There was so much damage; those two men had been vicious.
Michael was a very minor angel, painfully young in the grand scheme, named for the Archangel. He would undoubtedly owe penance for what he was about to do. So be it.
He spread his wings and flew down to where Glenn lay dying by inches. Michael landed a few steps away and folded his wings as he knelt beside the man. Glenn’s short cut dark hair was matted with blood. Blood stained his face and shirt, too. His breathing was a labored rasp, growing weaker. In the chill March air, the cloud of exhaled breath was diminishing. Michael couldn’t heal him completely, he didn’t possess that kind of power, but he could heal him enough to keep him alive until help arrived.
Ever so carefully, he pulled Glenn up into his arms and kissed him, breathing life into his heavily damaged body, healing the worst of his injuries. Almost all of his energy expended, Michael’s wings sagged with exhaustion. There was not much more he could do for Glenn. A few minutes passed before Glenn’s eyes groggily fluttered open.
***
I’m dead, was Glenn’s first thought. The face above his was the most beautiful he had ever seen on a man. The figure was a man, wasn’t he? Glenn suddenly wasn’t all that sure. Did he see a hint of wings behind the man’s shoulders? The lighting in the parking lot was pretty dim, so Glenn wasn’t too sure about that either.
Okay, maybe I’m hovering in that moment right before death, was Glenn’s next thought. Weren’t there supposed to be pearly gates and some dude with a big book or fire and the stench of sulfur? There didn’t seem to be either of those. Instead, it hurt. His body hurt like fucking hell. His mouth tasted entirely of blood, and when he moved a little, parts of his ribs crunched and grated together.
Just try to lay still, I need to summon help for you,
said the …angel?
Was he dead, or wasn’t he? Glenn was confused and in agony. A gentle hand fished in his pocket and drew out his cell phone. Since when did angels need cell phones? Glenn coughed, blood trickling down the back of his throat from his smashed nose. Oh, God, please make the pain stop. Maybe death was just waiting to