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CHAPTERONE
Jon
I temporarily removethe hard hat from my head and wipe the sweat from my brow. This summer heat blows, but I savor the work. It keeps me busy, and believe it or not, I enjoy the physical labor. There's nothing like a long, hard day's work to make a man feel accomplished.
As I stand there taking a momentary breather, I can't help but admire the beautiful scenery around me. The construction site overlooks a gorgeous valley with a river flowing through it. The sun is slowly setting, casting a warm, golden light over everything.
I hear footsteps approaching and turn to see my boss, Tom, walking toward me. "Hey Jon, great job today," he says with a smile. "We're making some serious progress on this site."
I nod in agreement, feeling a sense of pride welling up inside me.
Tom continues, "Listen, I know it's late, but I was wondering if you could stay a little longer tonight. We've got a deadline approaching, and we really need to finish pouring the foundation for the new building."
I pause for a moment, considering his request. It's been a long day and I'm exhausted, but I also know how important it is to finish the job on time. "Sure, I can stay a little longer," I reply, putting my hard hat back on.
Tom grins, clearly relieved. "Great, let's get back to work."
As we walk back to the construction site, I can't help but feel a little excited at the prospect of working late. There's something about the quiet of the night and the sound of crickets chirping that makes me feel alive.
As we start pouring the foundation, I lose myself in the work. Time seems to pass by quickly as I focus on my task. It's only when I look up and see Tom checking his watch that I realize how late it's gotten.
"Hey, Jon, me and the rest of the guys are going to head out."
I glance over at what I have left unfinished. I know that we can always get to it tomorrow, but I hate leaving something not quite completed yet.
"You mind if I stay a while longer and finish this patch?" I ask my boss.
He blinks in surprise but nods. "You don't have to do that, man, but, sure. If you want to stay later, by all means. You have my blessing."
He laughs. My boss already knows how OCD I can be about my work.
Tom and the rest of the crew leave, and then it's just me, myself, and I on the site.
I savor the silence, taking my time and getting lost in my thoughts until I finally complete my task to my satisfaction.
When I'm done, I stand back and critically survey my work, making sure it meets my expectations.
It's only then that I notice a light on in the huge house right next to the site.
Well, "house" is an understatement. The place is a mansion. But what really catches my attention is the woman on the balcony.
My chest tightens at the sight of her, and I rub my hand over it absently as if I can physically ease the ache. I don't know what it is about this girl, but the sight of her does something to me.
It's like nothing I've ever felt before. I feel my heart racing in my chest. My palms are sweating, and a lump forms in my throat.
There's something almost heartbreakingly familiar about her, and I realize that doesn't make a lick of sense, but that's just how I feel—like she's something I've known my whole life and have been searching for, but I never realized it until this very moment.
I don't think she sees me. She's staring off into the night. The light illuminates her so she looks like an angel.
She's dressed in white—a flowing skirt as light as an angel's wings and a vest of the purest silk. Her hair is a golden waterfall of curls, the kind that can only be described as angelic.
Her hair is long and golden, and she’s wearing a white nightgown, the top three buttons undone, revealing just the slightest hint of cleavage.
Her hair is loose, and she’s holding onto the rail on the balcony like she's lost in her thoughts.
Her skin is creamy, unblemished, and spotless. Her blonde hair hangs long and thick, the platinum of it glowing in the moonlight. She's breathtakingly beautiful with that long blonde hair and those piercing blue eyes.
The light from the balcony gives her a halo, and I can't help but think that if angels really existed, they would look exactly like her.
