This was the ghetto: where children grow down instead of up.
Who are you?’I didn’t understand the question.I’m Uri’, he said. ‘What’s your name?’I gave him my name. ‘Stopthief.
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...
He tapped my chest. ‘Happy is here.’ He tapped his own chest. ‘Here.’I looked down past my chin. ‘Inside?”Inside.’It was getting crowded in there. First angel. Now happy. It seemed there was more to me...
Everybody has an angel hiding inside. When you die, your angel comes out. You can die, but not your angel. Your angel never dies.
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