Hello, everyone! This is S. L. Saboviec, and I’m pleased to be a guest today on Carpe Diem. I’m author of the Adult Paranormal novel Guarding Angel, and I’m here to share a deleted scene.
The book is about a Guardian angel named Enael, who has trouble getting her human Wards to listen to her. When she meets and falls in love with a fellow Guardian, Kaspen, she doesn’t expect to discover his ties to a demon, named Yasva. Unsurprisingly, Yasva, doesn’t want Enael and Kaspen together, so she begins harassing Enael’s Wards.
This scene was deleted from early in the book before Enael and Kaspen meet. It’s about Enael’s Ward, Daniel, who is obstinate and rarely listens to anything she says. We removed it because it was more back story than necessary.
Daniel was insufferable from the moment he was born. It was a frigid January day in 1728, but the women in the Maryland cabin found the air stifling when his mother gave one last push and he slid into the waiting midwife's arms.
When the rotund woman smacked his bottom, Daniel refused to breathe. She turned him right-side up and pulled open his eyes. Finding nothing of concern, she put an ear to his chest. "Something is wrong," she mumbled to the wispy girl standing at her elbow. She smacked his bottom again.
I could feel his pulsing soul inside. His heart beat. His lungs were healthy. What's happening in there? His thoughts came to me a jumbled mass of abstract concepts: too cold, too loud, too bright. "Breathe, Daniel," I said. A rebellious thought pushed at me. My hand brushed his forehead as, oblivious to my presence, the midwife whisked him to the table.
"What is it?" called his mother. Her Guardian, also unseen by the humans, crossed the room to stand at my elbow.
The midwife laid Daniel's purpling body on the table. She tipped back his head and peered down his throat. Indignity rushed from him. "Daniel, breathe or you're going to die," I said. He refused. His mother's Guardian stretched a hand toward him, but I blocked her. "I'll handle it."
I reached into Daniel's chest and tapped his lung. Only then did he convulse, gasp, and let out a strident wail. Obstinate at one minute old.
"Beautiful sound!" cried the midwife as she grabbed a wet cloth from her assistant. She wiped away the birthing blood before handing him to his mother.
No one thought Daniel's wailing was beautiful an hour later. The screaming grated on the women's nerves and created a soup of annoyed human emotion.
I checked Daniel and found nothing physically wrong. He was just unhappy: irritated at being scrubbed and swaddled, miffed that the thrum of a heartbeat was gone, cross that he was passed from person to person before being nestled at his mother's breast. First he won't breathe, now he won't stop crying…
Daniel was going to be a difficult human to guard. This wasn't the way to prove myself ready for ascension.
I’m a self-published author whose dark, thought-provoking science fiction & fantasy contains flawed, relatable characters and themes that challenge the status quo. Guarding Angel is on sale for $0.99 right now. You can find it at several major eBook retailers and on Amazon in paperback. The sequel, Reaping Angel, will be released in early 2016.
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