Some nights, we were a city of two.

If Heaven and angels exist in a timeless medium we call Forever (“Hey, nobody here but us angels!”) …Then … ues what? …There will be no end of me!

They don’t live here. They live in Heaven.’Where’s that?’I don’t know,’ I said. ‘Enos says it’s right here, on this side of the wall, but I never saw an angel over here. Kuba says it’s...