Short Story - Fred The Angel

Updated on May 28, 2020
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Tim is a freelance writer, poet, artist and storyteller. He always tries to find and include lessons for everyone in his writing.

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Flash Fiction to Short Story

This short story actually had its beginnings as part of two flash fiction groupings I recently published on Hubpages. Those micro flash fiction stories detail the first encounter between Gary and the Angel Fred. If you’d like to read them here are the links to those stories.

The reason to I decided to expand the story even further is that I really like the storyline of Fred The Angel and wanted to see where the story would go long term. I have always loved fictional angel stories where they get involved with people who need their help especially It’s a Wonderful Life. I hope you like the first installmen.

No, I never saw an angel, but it is irrelevant whether I saw one or not. I feel their presence around me.

— Paulo Coelho

It took two weeks but there was Fred sitting on the hood of my car.

“It’s time,” He said.”You’ve been called.

Who would have known those five words would change my life and the life of another in some amazing ways.

“So Mr Fred, what have I been called to do?”

“I will show you...but first we must drive there.”

“But, you’re an angel can't we just pop out here and pop in there.”

“No…we must do this the human way. Angelic powers can only be shown to humans in time of emergency or in such a subtle way the human does not detect the use of said powers. Article 2 Section 12 of the Angelic Code of Conduct.”

“You guys have a code of conduct...i didn’t know.”

“No we do not...I was just as you humans are fond of saying, just messing with you.”

“Funny...very funny. Can we go now?” I walked around and opened the car door. “You sure you don't want to just pop on over there?”

“No, we will drive.”

We got in my car and drove for about twenty minutes. We ended up in a rundown part of town. Fred told me to turn at the next intersection.

“We are here.” He said.

I stopped the car in front of an old rundown house. The light blue paint was chipping and the yard was a mess.

“Who lives here.”

Fred looked at me. I could almost detect a little sadness in his eyes.

“Actually it is a woman you work with. Her name is Mary Jones. She has recently been dealing with what you humans say, “is a run of bad luck.”

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“Mary Jones? I don’t know a Mary Jones.”

Fred let out a long sigh. “These humans are so close to those in need but always blinded to the needs right in front of them.” Fred glanced up at me. “Mary Jones is from the fourth floor in your building. She has short blonde hair and glasses. You pass her every day on the sidewalk in and out of the place where you work.”

“Oh wait, wait! The mousey girl from accounting. I know who you’re talking about now.” I looked up at the house. “She lives…” I looked around and Fred was gone.

“Gary...Gary that you? What are you doing at my house? I didn’t even know you knew where I lived.” She looked up and down the street then back out at me.

“I um...didn’t know where you live. I mean obviously I do I’m sitting at the curb outside your house. A friend of mine was...well he left. I put my head up by my head. Nice lace you have here.”

“You’re kindling right, this place is kind of a dump. I inherited it from my parents and...well it needs a lot of work. I don’t really have the means to get the work done nor the talent for doing it myself.”

“I know a lot about construction….I could help you.” I regretted saying the words the moment they were out of my mouth but felt compelled to say them. I didn’t really know Mary Jones that well and I’m usually not the type to go out of my comfort zone but maybe this was part of the calling Fred had mentioned?”

I noticed Mary watching me. “Is everything ok?”

“Yes...yes...I’m fine.” Really I wasn't fine. Where was Fred? I needed him to help me with this. Suddenly a little voice in my head said to me, “Suck it up and get to work.” Fred was here.

“I don’t want to sound too forward but can we look at the inside of your house...I mean I’ve already seen the outside.”

“Yes...I was just going to ask you that...come on in.”

I followed her up the front steps and into the house. I stepped into the house behind her. I took in the living room. In a was a pretty good sized space with some frilly drapes on the windows. SHe a large fluffy brown sofa facing a large wall with a television. The rest of the room consisted of a couple of recliners and some end table lamps. Overall the living room needed some paint and some new windows.

“So what do you think so far?” Mary asked.

“Looks pretty good so far.”

“Wait til you see the rest of the house...follow me.”

She took me on a tour of the rest of the house. Room after room I discovered what she meant about the house needing work. The kitchen was a gut job. The bedrooms needed paint and floors. The list went on and on. What had the angel gotten me into?

“So do you think you can help me?”

“Yes, but I hope you have a good reno budget.”

“Budget is not a problem...the house came with a good reno budget as part of my inheritance. My parents did not want it to be torn down.”

“Okay, then I will be by tomorrow to give you a list of materials for the living room and kitchen.”

“Great…,” she said and gave me a hug. “I really appreciate it. I didn't know what I was going to do.”

I opened the front door and stepped onto the porch. “See you tomorrow...then:”

I walked down the steps to see Fred leaning up against my car.

“Ohm now you come back. What did you get me into?”

Fred looked at me and smiled. “Nothing you wouldn’t have done even without my prodding. Now lets be on our way your journey is just beginning.

© 2020 T B Whitt


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    • whittwrites profile imageAUTHOR

      T B Whitt 

      5 weeks ago from New Jersey

      I agree. Initially I would have left it as micro flash fiction but I felt compelled to keep going and turn it into a series of short stories.

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      Beth Perry 

      5 weeks ago from Tennesee

      Interesting !


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