Angels in Our Lives by Melissa Storm

  • Women's Fiction
  • 5,000 Words
  • Tear Jerker

The animals in our lives are often just angels in disguise.

Six-year-old Emily needs a miracle if she’s ever to walk again. Luckily, her protector angel refuses to leave her side. In fact, she comes to Emily as a golden retriever puppy named Lulu, so that she may stay close by as the little girl struggles through recovery.

Emily and Lulu quickly become inseparable, accomplishing together what everyone believed impossible. As the years pass, Emily grows into a strong young woman while Lulu simply grows old.

Will Emily lose her angel?

This special tale of friendship is sure to bring comfort and peace to anyone who has ever mourned the loss of a beloved pet.

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I don’t have a name. At least, I’ve never needed one before. I am simply Emily’s protector, Emily’s angel. I joined up with Emily the moment she was born. My favorite memory will always be seeing her squished, red face as she emerged from her mother’s womb.

Oh, how I loved her immediately.

People seem to have a difficult time understanding love—giving love. People were designed with a strong self-preservation instinct, and when it comes right down to it, most will put their own interests first, regardless of how much they “love” someone else.

Angels, though, were designed differently. We have no sense of self, no need to preserve, and only love for the human race. We especially love our people.

Emily is my person, and I love her more than even the most enlightened human is capable of understanding.

That is why watching her right now is so difficult.

A paramedic pulls her limp body from the back seat of the car. Shards of glass from the rear windshield cover the street—a deadly dusting of snow.

Emily’s mother stands to the side of the road sobbing into her hands. “I don’t know what happened. I just lost control.”

The officer standing beside her nods his head in sympathy.

I know what happened. I saw it all coming, and I wanted so desperately to stop it. But that was not the plan. Sometimes, bad things—horrible things—must happen to people to help them grow, to help them become Pearls.

I so badly want for Emily to become a Pearl. Because when she becomes one, I will too—and we will run and jump and play together on endless streets of gold. Although she’s never met me, she will know me, and we will be perfect friends for eternity.

But that will come much later.

Emily doesn’t know it yet, but she won’t be able to run or jump or play—not with me or anyone else. The accident damaged her spine, which will make things tricky.

The air is frigid on this icy December night. I hover near Emily, doing my best to keep her temperature up.

One eye blinks open, then the other.

“She’s awake!” shouts the paramedic taking her pulse. Soon a crowd has gathered around her stretcher.

Emily smiles weakly. She is such a brave little girl.

Her mother tiptoes closer. I wish I could tell her not to feel guilty, but that’s something Mother’s angel must work out with her. I am here for Emily. She is my only priority.

“Mama,” Emily sputters, reaching forward. Her face twists in confusion when she can’t sit up. She jerks and tries again—fails again. A scream rips through her, sending her mother to a heap on the ground.

“What’s wrong?” she shrieks. “What did I do to my baby?”

“We won’t know for sure until we get her to the hospital. Would you like to sit in back with her?” the same paramedic asks.

Mother nods, and we are off.

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