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Prologue
10 year old Angel Taylor was anxiously waiting on her living room couch, watching out the window waiting for her father to come. Her parents split up when she was too young to remember and she only saw her father only a few times a year because he lived with his new family far away from Garfield, Arizona. He promised her that he would come up and visit her for her 10th birthday, and so far he hasn't called or showed up yet, even though it was almost eight at night, but Angel kept her hopes up.
"Angel you father isn't coming, now let's go it's time for bed" her mother said walking into the room drinking one of her special drinks as she liked to call it.
Angel mentally groaned, her and her mother don't exactly have the best relationship out there, if you could in fact call it that. Most days Colette was always angry about something and always telling Angel how if it wasn't for her unplanned teenage pregnancy then she wouldn't have to work 5 days a week at a crappy secutary job. Angel in turn tried to stay out the house as much as possible, by spending most days after school at her best friend Emma's house and only coming home for supper and bedtime.
"He'll be here, he pinky promised me over the phone" Angel said tightening her blanket around her.
Colette laughed and then roughly pulled Angel off the couch and got in her face "Your father does not like to keep his promises, you should know this by now."
"You're drunk again" Angel stated once she smelled her mother's breathe.
"Come on it's time for bed "Colette said grabbing her wrist and trying to pull Angel along.
"LET GO" Angel screamed trying to release her mother's hold on her and suddenly her mother slapped her right across the face.
Angel looked up at her mother with tears rolling up in her eyes, while Colette looked visibly shocked at her actions.
"I HATE YOU" Angel screamed before running outside her tiny house and down the street.
"COME BACK HERE, YOU NEED ME" Colette screamed, but soon fell onto her porch's swinging couch while in hysterics.
Angel ran for about 10 minutes before she finally reached the park, where she immediately sat on the swings. She looked up at the stars and closed her eyes wishing that things in her life would get better, no matter how hard she tried to remain positive, nothing ever seems to be going right for her and she's only a child whose only worry should be about trying to sneak in junk food after hours.
"You alright" a voice suddenly called out.
Angel immediately looked up and saw a man who appeared to be in his early 30's approach her. Angel got up quickly in alarmed not knowing what to do when a stranger approaches.
"No need to be afraid, I'm just making sure you are alright" he said smiling at her.
"I'm fine" Angel immediately said backing away.
"What's a young girl like you doing out here all by yourself at this hour, fight with your mother" he asked bending down to her level while moving on of her pigtails out of the way.
"How did you know that" Angel asked amazed.
"Trust me I've been in your position before, and so have many others, but it gets better."
"How" Angel asked hoping that this was the answer to all her troubles.
"You see my name is Rev. Christian Solomon, and I just recently just started a program to help troubled people such as yourselves all in the name of god, if you'd like I can take you to my main headquarters."
Angel thought about that for a moment, after all this could be her one true chance to turn things around and after all her mother always said to always trust a Rev.
"Ok" Angel smiled as she followed the supposed Rev. to his car.