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Yours Celestially by Al Hess

After divorce, death, and having his reformatted soul uploaded into a new body, Sasha expected resurrection to be a fresh start. His time spent in digital Limbo with the program's cheeky AI guardian angel, Metatron, was cathartic, but what good is a second life when he only sees his daughter on the weekends, he has all the same problems he had before he died, and he can't seem to shake the ache for the married life he lost? If that weren't frustrating enough, a glitch in the program has given Sasha the ability to sense Metatron even outside of Limbo. And Metatron is in love. The angel's sickly-sweet yearning for one of the souls still in Limbo has turned Sasha's stomach into caramelized lead. It's hard enough to move on without someone else's feelings making the emptiness in his own life even more acute. He didn't have playing wingman to an actual winged being on his bingo card, but he's determined to help Metatron make a move on their crush so he ca...

Clear Your Shit: Don't Go Alone (Groups)

With a slightly heavier bag and a handful of jerky to munch, I set off down the road to the next down, figuring I'd be mostly alone while traveling. I'd finished The Art of Saving The World by Corinne Duyvis and gotten partway into reading Reverie by Ryan La Sala when I was startled to see a figure under a tree as I passed. Their long blonde hair was hanging past the side of their face as they read a book with a bunch of brightly colored circles on the front. I could see they had a long tattoo of a winged dragon winding up their left arm with the head resting on their collarbone. A closed copy of a black book with a drawing of a deer rested on the grass beside them. 

"Hail and well met!", I called out.

They looked up, startled. "Are you a hoopy frood?" 

I nodded, "Usually yes, but today I don't know where my towel is."

Introductions passed pleasantly, and now I was joined on my quest by Heather (she/her), currently reading The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams after having finished The Scapegracers by Hannah Clarke. Our noses in our books, we continued down the road in companionable silence. 

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