Carl drives along the city streets. Soon, he’s through a section that the politicians would say, it is in a stage of deterioration. It is at a moment of sunset that gets him to recall being on the battlefield, engaged in a firefight of urban warfare. He ran into a building to seek cover from enemy bullets, shot, from atop another building. He was struck. In a subconscious fog, he saw a rifle pointing at him, a finger on the trigger, squeezing. suddenly, she appears and kissed him. The fog lifted and he saw that the rifle aimed at him, jammed. with a bliss, he saved his life.
He never told what happened those seconds because people would say it was an angel’s kiss of love for him, because being an atheist, he is not supposed to believe that stuff.