You’re my guardian angel, Abbey,” she said as she climbed into the car.”No, not really, Sam. I’m just a messenger.””But that’s what angels are. That’s how God says, ‘I’m here, and it’s going to be all right.
You’re my guardian angel, Abbey,” she said as she climbed into the car.”No, not really, Sam. I’m just a messenger.””But that’s what angels are. That’s how God says, ‘I’m here, and it’s going to be all right.