"May 23, 2027. If I am gone, find them. Evelin (the librarian's girl). Elle (who gave me soup when I had nothing). Holly (who planted roses on my son's grave). Molly (who sang at my wedding). And... the one I never had the courage to be."
She touched the old woman's hand. The pearl light exploded outward, and when it faded, the woman's eyes opened. Not healed—no, she was still dying—but open. Seeing. "Molly?" she whispered. "You came." AngelsLove 23 05 27 Evelin Elle Holly Molly And...
And the fifth name, the one that had been "And...", now had a face: not a stranger, but a daughter, a friend, a forgiven wound. The AngelsLove was complete. "May 23, 2027
Silence.
"Chosen from memory?" Molly asked, her singer's voice steady. "Whose memory?" 2027. If I am gone