Seven 

     I turn to see an angel looking at me, then looking past me over my shoulder.
     "You're definitely not supposed to be here," she says. She's just a bit shorter than I am, but has an air of don't-mess-with that I feel I ought to respect.
     "Sorry," I say. "We got lost. We were just looking for the bathroom."
     The angel gives me a squinted look. I smile and look past her, then glance back at Marie. The angel puts her hand on my chest and pushes me firmly to the wall. "Stay there," she says. She steps to the door and opens it. "You come here," she says to Marie through the door.
     Marie glances around as if she might run deeper into t...

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