Caspian Gray | An Army of Angels

“I have something I want to show you,” said Nancy. She stared at Jazmine from Jazmine’s front porch, wet and bedraggled. Nancy was a petite white woman with long hair the way teenage boys had long hair: tangled and perpetually in need of a good shampoo. Jazmine sighed and reached out to rest her hand on Nancy’s shoulder, then pulled back. | Copyright 2015 by Caspian Gray. Narrated by Cassandra de Cuir. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices