Zayden didn't as much smile as he rejected her friendship offer. Angela only twitched her lips. "Will you remain my bodyguard forever?" Her voice turned into something warmer and softer. "I don't have friends."
Zayden rolled his eyes although her voice was like warm silk wrapping and protecting him from the harsh cold. The rain had stopped but the smell of musk and nature still remained. "You have Promise and Benita."
Angela chuckled. His words brought about a question she had wanted to ask on Sunday but had forgotten. "So what do you think about the church? Do you like God now? I saw you answering to some prayers."
