Asenath and The Origin of Nappy Hair
Excerpt from Chapter 7: Angel Square
Of all the angels in heaven, Asenath, you are the most perverse, because you actually want to stay. Here we are on another bright Heavenly morning, well, you know what I mean, our light here can be so provoking — so what if we call it morning, what’s wrong with that? Yes, I know it’s afternoon, but these afternoons might as well be mornings. Always bright. Always Heavenly. And we angels hovering around in Boylston Hall to watch you and the Dean.