When Angels Cry by MaryLu Tyndall

Author:MaryLu Tyndall [Tyndall, MaryLu]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Ransom Press
Published: 2017-04-03T04:00:00+00:00

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Angelica stood on her favorite beach, staring out upon the calm sea. She loved this time of day when the sun barely peeked over the horizon, reaching golden fingers over crystalline blue waters, kissing them to life. There was such purity to the morning and such magnificence to the sea, that the combination never failed to remind her of her Creator.

The ground shook. Sand shifted over her bare feet. The morning turned to noon and a crowd instantly appeared on the beach—families picnicking, women tanning, teenagers flirting, and children building sand castles.

The waves withdrew from shore as if something frightened them. Back…back…back, they sped toward the horizon, leaving behind foamy arcs upon wet sand, flopping fish, and a treasure trove of shells.

Searing heat from the sun fired down upon Angelica. Shielding her eyes, she watched as children and adults alike scrambled with glee to collect shells and fish and venture out into the soggy seabed.

A blue mountain appeared in the distance, spanning the horizon. No, not a mountain. A wave. A wall of water rose from the deep like an otherworldly dragon rising from its lair. Higher and higher it grew until it blacked out the sunlight.

Angelica dashed toward the people collecting shells. “Tsunami! Run!” She pointed at the wave, but no one was listening. “Run everyone! We have to get out of here!” She grabbed a little girl and began to drag her toward the parking lot, but her mother picked her up and gave Angelica a spiteful look.

“It’s coming. You have to leave!” Angelica shouted again, waving her hands and trying to get everyone’s attention.

But no one listened. They continued eating, tanning, collecting shells, and playing in the sand as if they weren’t about to be swept away.

The wave now tumbled toward them—a giant Leviathan of angry, foamy water.

Dropping to her knees, Angelica bowed her head and prayed.

The water struck.

She heard herself scream.

“It’s okay, Angel. Just a dream. It’s okay. You’re safe.”

That voice…strong, deep, reassuring. Daniel.

Where was she? Why was it so hot?

“The tsunami,” she managed to mumble.

“She’s hallucinating…” an unfamiliar voice said. “Part of the fever.”

Her last thought was of Isaac before everything went black once again.

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