Night Owls

Jerry glanced down at the photograph in his hand, then back up again at the woman sitting alone at the back of the cafe.

Her hair was the same shade of red, and her face a similar shape, but something seemed off, something he could not quite pinpoint.

All at once a blinding light coursed through the space. Jerry and the woman froze. And then a creature appeared, seemingly from the air itself.

It was a biblically-accurate angel, flying over the now destroyed cafe they had been standing in a moment prior.