~~ Angel ~~
The past week had been a ghost of a week. I moved through the house like I was underwater, heavy and slow. I stayed away from the basement, of course, because Vaughan had said so.
I stayed away from him too. I tried my best to keep my eyes off the man who had crushed my heart in that dim red light.
My graduation party, or homecoming, or whatever my mom called it, was finally here.
The house was full. Music was playing, the kind of classy, expensive jazz my mother loved. People in suits and silk dresses drifted through the living room, holding glasses of champagne. Among them were those siblings—the ‘Definity’ who had worked in Vaughan’s studio years ago. And a few more faces that I sure did recognize from the times I sneaked into his basement to watch his work.
"Angel! The
