The Little Things

    "Oh, please." Stacy Cox scratched behind her wrist.
    Bill O'Riely was on another rant. How can Fox News be
    so bias to put up with this nut job. She pondered.
    Oh, yes it was built on tabloid journalism. She smirked.

    Stacy was a guardian angel, who had lost interest in humanity.
    "Yes. Sir easy." she said as she folded some sheets at the laundry mat.
    A customer had requested a dry cleaning of a large laundry. The flat screen
    telli was switched to Fox News by a customer.

    "ISIS is yanking our chain!" a customer remarked.
    "Obama wont do nothing." another customer added.
    Stacy finished her folding and sat at her counter, flipping through
    a copy of US magazine. She had witnessed the fall from grace in Eden.
    It was all so pathetic. Humans didn't deserve this world.

    "It's 7:55 will be closing in an hour." the disenchanted angel announced.
    A very shifty young man walked in and up to the counter. His eyes were
    wild.  "God is with me!" he shouted in Arabic and revealed a bomb vest.
    Stacy yawned as the customers ran for the rear exist.

    "God burns murders." Stacy replied in Arabic .
    His bomb vest misfired .. The young man beat the trigger in his hand.
    There was no explosion. "What? Why?" he stared at the radiant halo
    about her head. "The store is closed." she replied and pointed to the
    entrance.. He panicked and ran out into the darkness.

    "Why does God allow such idiots?" Stacy said softly as she shut the
    lights off. She had seen the alpha and omega before time began.
    This world war seemed so puny and petty .. God created a paradise for
    joy not war. Stacy drove back to her apartment and read her favorite book
    Buster Bear.

    "Buster Bear was a bear." she smiled.

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