August 4, 2011 Fire and Ice – FlashFiction55
My son tricked you, Gray, Cassandra muttered.
> No way, I said, I am ”in charge of Hell until his date is over or I can leave here” so Darren said.
> Damn. I hate Valentine’s Day. Now it made sense why Cassie, an angel, worked in Hells Office.
Care to see me home?
> I smiled.