Gabriel was lying awake. His thoughts gathered like waves and in his mind’s eye until, at last, he seemed to kneel before his Guardian Angel.

‘Help me!’ he pleaded, but no answer came, so he persevered. Eventually, one word came from the figure:

Pray!

So he prayed, and the decades of the Rosay came and went – Joy, Sorrow, Light and Resurrection. And then sleep closed in, but one point of light appeared. He felt the presence of the Virgin Mary, who consoled him and seemed to tell him to accept.