"It helps me." She smile briefly. "I've always wondered why God gave me demon wings instead of angel wings. I don't think that's the way to think about myself anymore."

That was a hard confession to make but she felt safe here with this angel. "I think he means well. He reminds me more of the bad boys in a service harassing their friends across the pews than malicious so I try to endure it." Penninah nods. "Yes, he has several times. If you want to practice on mine you can."