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Harvest Mission College General Stacks | Non-fiction | 235.3 H815A (Browse shelf(Opens below)) | Available | 003128 |
It sounded like he said, "I am Gabriel" ... the light flipped on and I saw what seemed to be two of the largest men I had ever seen. Strong currents of radiation pulsated from them. I started to fall, but was steadied by the strong hand one of these seven-foot-plus-beings. It sounded like he said, "I am Gabriel", but it couldn't be ... he has not been seen for centuries. Am I seeing things or is he really here ... in my home? Queenie, that's my dog ... a purebred Great Dane ... quietly "woofed" as she pressed her wet nose against my face. The time was 2 a.m. I knew what was up by now. That is the way she rouses me when she becomes aware that angelic visitors are in the house.
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