Cory Hearon was near the fire station in Camden, South Carolina when he spotted something in the clouds that stopped him dead in his tracks. It was a single cloud hovering in the shape of an angel.
"I’m gross. I’m exhausted. If one more person touches me, I might lose it. I wonder if at some point it will seem easier to put in extra hours at work instead of coming home to an exhausted wife who seems to be barely holding it together?"
