“Now I wonder who could possibly have told you that?” Gabriel said sardonically, taking another bite of cake and looking at the man thoughtfully. Angel or not? Ex-faithful or not? Maybe he’d just known an angel. That was possible, if his world was different enough. The archangel wished he had his Grace.

“’Course, some would argue that I left first, but what can I say?” He shrugged. “Never-ending family spiels are so boring. Maybe He got fed up with the whining too. Can’t say I blame Him.”