Memoirs of a Guardian Angel by Graham Downs

Author:Graham Downs
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Graham Downs
Published: 2018-03-10T07:46:16+00:00

Chapter Eight

"And then I told him, 'That's what she said!'"

On the screen, a group of men in Boer War uniforms lounged around a table in a smoky bar, playing cards. The group roared with laughter, and I saw the joke teller's angel standing behind him, laughing right along with them.

Liz walked up behind me and put her hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry about what happened with the Tribunal."

"Idiot," I said to the screen, not registering her presence. "Doesn't he understand how pointless this is?"

"Who? The man telling the joke?"

"No, his angel. We get sent out there to help protect people. But it makes no difference. That man could walk out of that bar and take a bullet to the head, and there'd be nothing his angel could do about it. Then he'd get hauled in front of the Tribunal and get found guilty of negligence."

"Adam, I need to tell you something," said Liz. "I've found out why I can't see your recording."

"It doesn't matter," I said, and waved her away.

Liz grabbed me and turned me around to face her. "Yes, it does. Adam, listen to me. I thought it was strange, because nothing like that's ever happened to me before, but then I remembered something John taught me when I first became an angel. He said nobody could take part in anything involving their own mortal lives."

"Ja, so?" I shrugged.

"So I pulled some strings, and got a friend of mine at archives to pull my file."

"Your what?"

"My file. All about my mortal life. We all have one, but you're not supposed to ever read your own. Anyway, I pulled some strings and got hold of mine. And Adam, I think I was Eve Matthews."

I took a deep breath and told Liz to start at the beginning.

Apparently, our files don't contain our human names, but Liz said that she had shot herself when she was mortal, after seeing her drug addict boyfriend overdosed on heroin and reading his suicide note.

When she'd finished, I blinked at her. "Okay, so you're—were—Eve. That's quite a coincidence. I mean, what are the chances? I still don't see how it helps me."

"You're right, Adam, it is a coincidence. Too much of a coincidence. I don't think it's actually forbidden, but I've never heard of an angel's case having anything to do with the mortal life of a member of the same team. Think about it, there are billions of guardian angels out there, and millions of angel teams. Why assign you to a case involving an angel with the same trainer as you?"

I didn't have an answer for that one.

"Also," she said. "Maybe it has something to do with why you can't remember any specifics. Have you seen the recording?"

"No," I said. "But I think it's about time I did. Let's go find John."

***

John listened intently to Liz's story, rubbing his chin.

"Interesting," he said. "Yes, I suppose it would make sense. It's the only explanation I can think of, at any rate, for why you couldn't see the recording.

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