In the Beginning

Judging Angels starts with a short, portentous sentence that has more than one meaning. Perhaps Catholics will understand.

"It was a day of very last things."

What does it mean to be human? To live, to love, to try to do the right thing and fail, because everything is against you? And, yes, to die? "Last things" indeed.

Judging Angels is about playing the game called "Being a Human" on hard mode. Everything is a puzzle, including identities, and characters may not be who they think they are.

Also, what does the criminal justice system do when 2 + 2 = 5 no matter how many times it adds up the numbers? I am a death penalty defense lawyer, after all, so you can expect a dollop of police procedural whipped cream on this puzzling pie.

What is the real story? The exciting adventure/crime narrative that propels the characters along a dark road of self-discovery? Why are main characters constantly warned about "the real story?"

What is your "real story?" What headlines are you making in Heaven? Your promotion? Or saying "hello" to a seemingly forgotten elderly person?

All books end. All readers end. And then then it will be a Day of Very Last Things, but, unlike our protagonist, you will not know.

And even he might be surprised.

Ash Wednesday approaches. What are the Last Things? "Death, Judgment, Heaven, Hell."

Again, what is your real story?