"Holly Lisle - Sympathy for the Devil" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lisle Holly)

“Until you do this, you can consider me a conscientious objector,
protesting the policies of Heaven. When I die, you can send me to
Hell, because I won’t go to Heaven until every soul can find a way
there, God. Every soul. No matter who they were, no matter what
they did.
“Eternity is too long for a loving God to condone the torture of his
children.”
Sweat ran down Dayne’s face, mixing with her tears. She stood
defiant, with her back straight and her head high, holding her own
soul over the abyss, because her soul was the only thing she knew
for sure God valued. She held her challenge up to God. She meant
every word she said, with everything inside of her. And she
believed.




Chapter 6
Klaxons blared, and the golden creature at the computer looked
up from his work and said, “We have an incoming ten, your
Holiness.”
“A ten? Really? What was the last ten we received?”
“One Mary Beth Patterson, age eleven. Request for a horse.”
The angel grinned and shook his head ruefully.
“Of course. Request answered in a timely manner?”
“Absolutely, your Holiness.”
“A horse.” The Almighty Creator sighed.
The angel understood. Tens were requests asked in perfect purity
and sincerity and belief, by people whose minds and souls were
focused only on what they asked.
“Perhaps that was a poor example.” The angel ran a quick search
through Heaven’s databases for all tens in the past five years, then
brought the results up on the computer screen. The data scrolled
out, glowing gold letters in a neat calligraphic hand on a background
as richly black as infinite space.
Kerahatma Qrishi—age 7—request to spare
mother’s life—Granted
Miguel Savarronda—age 9—job for
father—Granted
Caitlan O’Shaunessy—age 10 1/2—a border
collie—Granted
Brian Boucher—age 8—little brother healed of
leukemia—Granted
Peter Derstman—age 9 1/2—principal punished
for unfair punishment he gave—Granted
“That takes us through the last five years.” The angel looked up at
God and said, “I could run through the near-tens if you’d like. We
have slightly more of those.”
“No. That isn’t necessary. My children ask with sincerity and pure
hearts, and believe I will listen, and I always answer them, no