Backyard of 777 Abby Road, Sunday Evening (01/06)
There was an angel gardening in the dark.
Well, actually, there was a mortal who had recently been an angel, gardening in the low light of some outdoor lamps. And he wasn't really gardening so much as absently plucking things that might or might not have been weeds out of the ground.
There was also a chalk outline in the yard, where he was considering installing a koi pond. For sharks.
A radio sat next to the door to the house, playing soft classical music.
[OPEN!]
Well, actually, there was a mortal who had recently been an angel, gardening in the low light of some outdoor lamps. And he wasn't really gardening so much as absently plucking things that might or might not have been weeds out of the ground.
There was also a chalk outline in the yard, where he was considering installing a koi pond. For sharks.
A radio sat next to the door to the house, playing soft classical music.
[OPEN!]