New Inspiration

I was trying to sleep early this morning and I had a inspiration for a book that would not let me sleep. The title is Angel and it begins like this. "You are my angel," she breathed over her son's newborn cheek, the steam from her nostrils searing the brand. The heavy mantle of her aspirations slipped on his tiny shoulders. Her saviour, her destruction. What do you think? Love you all.K.