Well, with Angel out in second edition today, this week’s snippet couldn’t be from anywhere else, could it? 😉 We’ve moved on a little from last week’s snippet, and its Michael who speaks first:
“Aren’t you going to ask me where they go?”
“What?”
“The wings. Aren’t you wondering where they disappear to when I fold them? It’s what I’d ask.”
“Okay, so where do they go?”
Michael looked away, his inky hair sweeping his shoulders as he turned and leaving Don with the strange fancy that it ought to leave brushstrokes upon his flesh in its wake. “I don’t know. To Hell, I guess.”
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How do you know if you’re one of the damned?
As a child, Don wanted to become a priest. Now a grown man mostly at ease with being gay, he’s left the Catholic Church and has chosen instead to help people through his work as a parole officer. His strong faith is shaken when his latest assignment turns out to be Michael, a young man Don hasn’t seen since he took Michael to church as a child—and saw his parish priest cast Michael out of the church as a demon.
Meeting him as an adult re-ignites the obsession Don had with the boy he couldn’t save—but can Michael be saved at all? Or is the strangely compelling demon with a taste for risky sex as damned as he believes himself to be?
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JL Merrow 
Intense and sad and a little creepy all at once. Nice snippet.
Thanks! That’s kind of what I was going for. 🙂
Looks great. I missed the first edition, so I’ve snagged this one. 😁
Thanks! Hope you enjoy it. 😀
That question…I’ve got caught up in thinking about it way too much.
I love the description of his inky hair and the brushstrokes. 🙂
I’m not usually a very visual person, but this story was inspired by seeing a picture of a man years ago – he had an intense, icy blue gaze and this is what his hair made me think of. 🙂
Beautiful, intimate, with just a thrilling touch of menace in the last line.
❤
Okay, I’ll be the oddball who admits that they were amused by him asking him to ask, and then saying he doesn’t know. The last line to me seemed sort of like he didn’t care/it was no big deal to him. (But I really loved the snippet, even if I saw it differently than the others.)
Lol – it’s funny how different people read the same passage in different ways, isn’t it? I love it when people get stuff from my writing I hadn’t consciously put in there.
I think in the context of the story it’ll come over as I intended it to. 🙂
I was amused that he manipulated him into asking about the wings when he doesn’t know the answer.