Guardian Angel
"I am taking you somewhere very important," I told her. Her soulful eyes regarded me with interest, but I wasn't sure she understood. "I have a job for you. I don't know if you are able to do it, but it is a huge responsibility. I am entrusting you with someone who needs you desperately." Still, she looked at me. I wasn't sure my message was getting through, but I had to trust, somehow, she understood. Loneliness eats up a person. Days on end of staring out a window, shuffling to the refrigerator for a glass of water, and sitting back down to stare out the window; they take their toll. Not too long ago, the days had more meaning, more purpose. They had a reason for getting out of bed. Someone to take care of, some reason to make sure the blinds were opened. A way to guarantee that she was up and moving, if for nothing more than to open the door a few times a day. There was a constant compa...