A man jogging to his job interview, who dropped his phone down a sewer grate, hears church bells chime three times and knows he is not late. Most events do not require the intervention of angels. You donât need long division to eat. You donât need the elbow of an angel to safely cross the street. Miracles, by design, are showboats. Or else poorly time managed assistance. Prominence without provenance. When they must intercede, they prefer to be discreet.
They move swiftlyâlong, brisk stridesâin a direct line to Elijah. Unbroken momentum and then at once none upon reaching him. Without an introduction:
     âRain will fall today.â
They tip the wooden handle of their umbrella against Elijahâs chest (black and tightly closed (though it will very soon be used) because, as they understand it, an umbrella opened indoors is commonly believed to release curses captive within it).
     âTake this. It contains no curses. When the rain starts, meet me two streets north of here.â