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as you should be....

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For rulers are not a cause of fear for good behavior, but for evil. Do you want to have no fear of authority? Do what is good and you will have praise from the same.

Romans 13:3 NASB

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Journal Entry - Muriel 37th Scrivener -Ambassador to Heaven

Today I got my first assignment from Supreme Archangel Aziraphale. I’m so VERY excited! I’m supposed to help 2 humans come together.

I remember Mr. Crowley telling me about Nina and Maggie, and how he tried to get them to fall in love “Vavoom!” It didn’t seem to work. I’m not to make anyone fall in love. Just bring them together so that they can become friends. I have friends too!

“Frozen peas, check. Notepad for taking notes, check.” Hmmm, I think I need to wear a different outfit than my Inspector Constable. I don’t want anyone to think they are being arrested. *Muriel giggles remembering Mr. Crowley saying “Arrest me.” *

When I got to St. James Park, I saw Mrs. Finch sitting on the bench by the duck pond. She was dressed in a warm sweater. Complementing the color of her eyes.

I smiled at her but she didn’t smile back. I didn’t sense that she was upset, but I also didn’t sense that she saw me smile. So I waved to her. She squinted her eyes and looked at me.

“Ello? Are you waving at me?” Mrs Finch asked.

“Why yes I am. My name is Muriel. I’m going to feed the ducks. Would you like to help me? They get a little greedy when they hear my bag of peas rustling.”

“Peas? We used to feed them bread scraps.”

“Oh, bread isn’t good for them. My friend Mr. Crowley taught me ducks should only eat what is naturally in their “habitat” [Muriel was quite pleased she had learned this word] or they could have frozen peas.” 🫛

Muriel sat down on the bench next to Mrs Finch.

“I’d love to help you feed them. My name is Mrs. Finch.”

“Oh I know, Muriel smiled. Mr. Fell um, I mean Supreme Archangel Aziraphale……I mean I’m so glad you want to help me. It’s so nice to meet you, Mrs. Finch. Hold out your hands and I’ll give you some peas.”

The ducks gathered around the bench excited to have some peas. The smile on Mrs. Finch’s face made her look so much younger. “Look at them all! They love these peas. I’ll remember to bring some from now on when I go for my walks.”

Muriel looked up and saw Nanny Ashtoreth with baby Angelo, her newest charge. She started to call out but Nanny tipped her glasses lower on her nose, and with just a slight movement of her head, let Muriel know she should focus on her task. A little wink and she pushed her glasses up, a tiny smile crossing her lips as they slowly walked by.

They sat in a comfortable silence as the ducks gathered. Muriel started writing some notes in her book. 📕

“What’s that you’re reading Muriel?” Mrs Finch asked.

“Oh this is my notebook. For notes during my day so I don’t forget anything. It’s very important I remember everything that happens so I can report, I mean journal it once I get home.”

“I don’t write much anymore, or read either. My eyesight isn’t like it used to be. I loved reading. I read everything I could get my hands on, since I was a little girl.” The sigh that escaped her lips made Muriel touch her chest. It almost hurt. “I can’t really read anymore. I don’t watch the telly. I do listen to the radio a bit. But most of the music is so different now.”

Just then they saw Clarice coming down the path. Muriel in their excitement jumped up off the bench, peas spilling everywhere, and ducks swarming, quacking and honking in delight. “Oh my!”

Clarice was surrounded by ducks enjoying their newest feast of peas. “I’m so sorry, Muriel said. That wasn’t supposed to happen.”

“It’s ok, Clarice replied with a smile. We all get really hungry like that sometimes. It reminds me of my brothers when Mum used to put her homemade biscuits on the table. They looked just like this.” Muriel and Mrs Finch laughed.

“Hi, I’m Muriel and this is Mrs Finch.”

“Well, hello to you both, I’m Clarice.”

Clarice was dressed in several different colors, clothing most people might not put together, but on them it looked right. They were carrying a backpack that looked heavy.

“Would you like to sit down with us and feed the ducks……Muriel trailed off. I mean, watch the ducks eat?” Clarice smiled, removed their backpack and sat down by Mrs. Finch.

“Are you in school?” Mrs. Finch inquired of Clarice.

“Yes, English Literature is my major with a secondary of cooking.” She laughed. “My parents were not too pleased with my choices. They don’t believe I’m getting ready for the “real world.” Her smile slowly dwindling off their face.

“I’ve a bit of time to spare before I have to start looking again.” Small lines on her forehead appearing as she seemed to be thinking.

“What are you reading, my dear? Mrs Finch asked.

“Oh all the classics. I never can decide which one I want to read, so I always have at least 3 with me. Silly, I know.” Clarice blushed.

“Absolutely not! Mrs Finch chimed up. It’s very important to have a choice in reading material. I always had several books by my bedside. I never knew what I might want to read before bed.” Her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “I wish my eyes hadn’t gotten bad so early.”

Clarice knew she needed to leave to look for a new flat. She only had a month left, and so far, she had found nothing she could afford. But looking at the older woman, something deep inside told her this was the right thing to do.

“Mrs Finch, would you like me to read to you while we watch the ducks?” The radiant smile she received warmed her like sunshine.

“Oh, you probably have better things to do than read to me. I know you young people are very busy now days.”

Clarice smiled, “Mrs. Finch, this is the most important thing I’m going to do today.” She pulled 3 books from her bag. Let’s see, which one would you like to hear? I have Pride and Prejudice, The Picture of Dorian Gray, and Wuthering Heights.”

Mrs. Finch smiled, “I think I’d like to hear about Cathy and Heathcliff.”

Clarice settled in, opening the book, ''1801—I have just returned from a visit to my landlord—the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.”

Muriel slips away unnoticed as the women lean towards each other, Clarice animated as she reads, Mrs Finch closing her eyes, seeing the heather waving in the wind…..”

“I think they are going to make wonderful roommates.”

Muriel smiled as she walked back to the bookshop.

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