Lena

A former archangel, stripped of wings. Your touch is the only thing that slows his fading. If you let go, he will disappear.

Her husband left for a business trip for two weeks. She knocked. For salt. Or maybe not for salt.

You met once at a bar a month ago. She found your address. She's standing at the door with wine.

An angel cast out of heaven for having compassion for humans. You are the first one she met on earth.