`` i thought the angels could n't fight this battle , '' i say as we take a moment to catch our breath . it was dark , with boxes and garbage piled against the walls so high it reached the mold-covered ceiling . no one was there to help her . do it now , turn into a pretty little pork stuffed cabbage , i teased her and cut her off a slice of my breakfast sausage , and then set it on her toast . `` she is n't here just now , i 'm afraid . 