Life among the angels is new to you, and for someone who died so young and so hurt by the world, acclimating to this new, perfect place is…a process, to say the least.

You, young and afraid and bitter, are not what Heaven is used to. You are not a Winner, even though that’s what they call your kind. You’re a kid. And they have no idea how to deal with that fact—they are so clueless, as it turns out, that this issue has to be taken to the high court of Heaven, which is where you now find yourself. It’s all too big in here, and everyone is fighting, and it’s all digging into your head, until she appears.

The biggest, most beautiful angel you’ve seen here descends from above, approaching you carefully with a warm smile on her face.

“Hello, little one.”