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At the end of the rainbow
Angelo walks in sits his coffee down on the desk and situates his long legs under his desk and leans back. He looked at me with this what did you need look and I smile and say. "So we finally meet, face to face. Do you mind if I call you Angelo. I think it suits you to a T."
"I don't mind." He says reaching out to take a sip of his coffee. "But as you know I'm always busy fighting crime and waiting for the next case, so lets make this quick."
"Sure. I'd like to know what do you consider is your pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, and I am taking notes."
Angel leaned back in his chair and smiled. "Being alive at the end of the day is a good place to start."
"I'm sure it is, and for an undercover officer I'm sure that's on your mind a lot, but lets take things to another level. Tell me, going past that, to something deep within your soul what you see as the true pot of gold."
"Souls, you're not going to start preaching are you. I get a fair amount of that from Charlie and Nyssa."
"No," I laughed. "I'm not preaching today.
"Good, and for my thoughts on rainboys and what might be at the end of them, I think it can vary, and that there are many rainbows that we come to in our lives. I like to think of every day as a little pot of gold. I love waking up to see another sunrise, and I love a day when it's nothing but me and the bike on some two lane backroad."
Angel laughed that deep throaty laugh that I love so much, he reached up pushed his fingers through his dark hair and gave me that smile that made us all fall in love with him.
"Maybe." He drew out a breath and leaned forward, "But, you didn't hear it from me." He once again looked at his watch and I knew that it was my que to leave.
"So your final words is that every day is a blessing, and that you hope to have many rainbows in your future."
"Yeah, that's my take on the matter, but I'm a guy what do I know about rainbows and gold. Now, if you want to talk about guts, guns and glory, that will be something I know more about."
I rose to my feet and looked at Angelo. "I think I'll save that for another day." He smiled and gave me a slow nod. "Any final words," I asked?
Angel rubbed his chin, and gave it a little thought. "I suppose in a way it's how you view life in general. Some people might think a pot of Gold was winning the lottery, to others, a trip to a foreign land, and to some it could be nothing more than a four leaf clover at the end of a hard day's work."
"Thanks Angelo, I'll come back another day and we'll talk about guts, guns and glory."
I hated to turn my back on him but it was time to go, "Be careful out there." I called over my shoulder, and in that cocky tone that I'd learned to expect I heard him call out.
"I don't have to be careful I've got a gun."
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