Angel Unaware
an excerpt

Unlike most every other day of his life, Hunter did not wake up at 7am. Typically, it didn’t matter if it was a week day, or a weekend, he woke up at precisely 7am. It was a rare occasion that he was able to sleep in.
Hunter rolled over and looked at his alarm clock. 8:32 am. Confused, he sat up, took a deep breath, looked around the room and started to sniff. Where were the familiar smells of a cooked breakfast? Did Grandma Cathy have another doctor appointment this morning? It wasn’t like her to forget to tell him, as he ended up driving her many times. Besides, there was usually time for breakfast.
He got up out of bed, slipped on his slippers and a robe and walked out into the dining room of her small, cozy home. The lights were still off. He looked to his left and saw that her bedroom door was open and the lights were off. He peeked in to see if she had fallen asleep with her door open accidentally, and to see if she was ok. Her bed was either made, or was never slept in.
He turned around and went into the living room to see if she was sitting on the couch reading the newspaper. The lights were off, and the room was empty.
“Grandma?” he called out.
He walked into the screen room in the back of the house, on the other side of the kitchen to see if she was sitting out there. This time of year, was usually a little cold to sit out in the screen room, but, he figured he might as well look anyway. Nothing.
“Huh.” He thought to himself.
He went back into the kitchen and grabbed himself a bowl and some cereal and took them into the dining room and set them on the table. He poured his cereal, then returned it to the kitchen and got the milk. He so wasn’t used to making his own breakfast.
Almost as it had waited for him to sit down and start eating, the phone rang. With a sigh he got up to answer it.
“Hello?”