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Thursday, July 31, 2014

Sarah, Heaven's Little Love Angel, is back for a new fun-filled adventure!

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Sarah, Heaven's Little Love Angel, is back for a new fun-filled adventure!

Sarah is given a new mission—to link Robert Johnson and Brittany Lee—two people she encountered while trying to bring a couple together on that irksome computer Internet dating service. Oh sure, she’d done it. Not without trial and a lot of error, but with this fresh assignment, trouble would come…she was positive.
If she hadn’t grumbled about the computer, perhaps the Lieutenant wouldn’t have ordered her to ride the Galveston Ferris wheel. She’d seen the huge rotation device built over the Gulf of Mexico, and the very thought of a ride on that monster made her nauseous.
What if she threw up on the humans?
Oh merciful heavens! Why did the Superiors give such tasks to bumbling angels anyway?

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Sarah finished her meal and rather than vanishing, she chose to walk back to Brittany’s office. Pausing at a window, she admired a display of beauty aids. Why not go in and look around? She’d never done that before. What would it hurt?
She opened the door and stepped into the interior—a mixture of lavender and vanilla greeted her.
“Welcome to Body and Bubbles.” A young woman smiled at her.
“Thank you. If it’s okay, I’d just like to look around.”
“Certainly. Let me know if you need help.”
Sarah noticed a display of colorful bottles and picked one up. Reading the label, she frowned.
“Something wrong?” The sales lady walked to her side.
“This bottle says Midnight Woods Luxury Bubble Bath.”
“Yes, it’s one of our bestselling products.”
“Do real people bathe outside in a forest at midnight?”
The woman laughed. “Not usually. I guess the manufacturer thought it was a romantic idea.”
“How does this liquid make bubbles?”
“Oh, that’s simple. Pour it into a bathtub with the water running, and it automatically foams up.”
“I’ve never taken a bath.”
“Not ever?”
“No, never. I don’t have a bathtub where I sleep. They’re dangerous and too heavy. The thing would tumble down and hurt somebody. Do you have something for rain showers?”
The lady’s eyes grew wide, but she tried to conceal any mystification. “How about this?” She handed Sarah bar of soap labeled Blow Away Stress.
“Now that I could use. I get blown away all the time.” Sarah gauged the weight of the bar in the palm of her hand. “This bar is too light to keep me on top of a car, but it smells good. I’ll take it.”
Sarah paid for her purchase and left the store. With super-hearing, she caught the saleslady say to another woman. “That was one strange woman. She must be an escapee from a mental hospital.”
Why in the world did she mix angel talk with human conversation? Sarah shrugged. Maybe she’d look for a pharmacy and ask about memory pills. Couldn’t damage anything—or could it? She ate human food, so vitamins might help. She made a mental note to find one of those stores.
Without further distractions, Sarah arrived at her female charge’s location.
As she hovered near the ceiling, she grinned at Brittany’s expression. The lady held the magazine Sarah had left on her desk. As she read the article about Robert, a smile lurked at the corners of her lips.
She finished reading, stood, and left the workspace with the publication in her hand. Sarah followed her to Karen’s office.
Karen’s door stood open, and Brittany strode in. Sarah took her place in the ceiling corner.
“Did you leave this on my desk?” Brittany sat in an available chair.
Karen’s eyebrows shot up. “No. I’ve never seen it before. Looks like a good article.”
“It tells about the soup kitchen and how Robert donates a large amount of time to work with the unfortunate. He says he’d like to use his medical skills to aid children—either here or in another country. What do you think of that?”
“I find it remarkable. The more you tell me about him the more I believe he’s a man you could fall in love with. You said you enjoy being around him, and you admire his willingness to help others. Are you upset about this essay?”
“I’m not sure. I have an official date with him on Friday night and I was excited when he asked me out. But I don’t know about getting serious with someone who might move to another continent. He told me he was considering such a thing, but I didn’t think much about it. This article brings it home. Even with all the problems we have in the good ol’ US of A, I’m quite fond of my country and plan to stay right here. Maybe I should cancel the date. I see no reason to pursue a relationship with someone when I don’t plan to take it any further.”
Sarah performed an elaborate eye roll. What if Brittany canceled?

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