Sinners Anonymous #4 Sinners Atone Somme Sketcher

was bleeding out and halfway to Hell when God sent me an angel.

He had no business sending her to a man like me.

She was sunshine wrapped in pink glitter, with a touch so gentle it hurt.

She was everything I’ve never had nor deserved.

Under the glow of the streetlamp, I was delirious enough to tell her she was beautiful.

Hell, I even laughed when she asked me to tell her again.

But then she asked me something else. Something that stole the last breath from my lungs.