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Reid looked at the person in front of him on the street. This was a child. A small child. How does he handle this situation?
“Uh- Hello. My name is Reid. Are you lost?” He asks her. What are those on her back? Wings? Can this girl fly? What a weird situation. Maybe she was an angel; he had met angels before. If this girl had the appetite of an angel he was in trouble.









