Debbie Macomber
upward and spoke in deep, resounding tones. “This is our opportunity to prove ourselves once and for all to Gabriel and—” she paused, seemingly for effect “—to God.”
    â€œGabriel and God,” Mercy and Goodness dutifully repeated, their eyes meeting.
    â€œIt is our task,” Shirley continued righteously, “no, our duty, to teach these humans a lesson from our heavenly Father before we answer their prayer requests.”
    â€œOur duty,” Mercy and Goodness echoed.
    At that point, Shirley deigned to actually face them. “You’ve got that look,” she said.
    â€œWhat look?” Mercy demanded.
    â€œThe guilty look that tells me you did something you shouldn’t have.”
    â€œI haven’t,” Mercy insisted. “Not that it’s any of your business.”
    â€œI’m working with Beth Fischer,” Goodness said, getting in between the other two. “This isn’t an easy assignment. I could use some advice.”
    â€œWhat’s the problem?” Shirley’s tone was, in Mercy’s opinion, more than a bit condescending.
    Goodness frowned meaningfully before she explained. “It appears that Beth’s confidence in her ability to choose a life partner has been badly shaken. She doesn’t trust her heart.”
    â€œWhy is that?” Shirley asked.
    â€œI don’t know for sure. I’ve been watching and studying Beth, and she’s a wonderful woman. It’s just that…that…” She hesitated. “It’s just that I’m afraid she’s still in love with her ex-husband. How am I supposed to help her get over him and involved with someone else in only one week? It’s impossible. ”
    Mercy could understand her friend’s dilemma. “Didn’t you tell me her ex has remarried?”
    â€œYes.”
    â€œThen you need to teach her to let go,” Shirley said unequivocally. “This happens all the time. It’s been almost ten years and she has to move on.”
    â€œI agree, but it’s going to be difficult to convince Beth of that. Thanks for the advice, though.” To Mercy’s ear, Goodness sounded a little—just a little—sarcastic.
    â€œI’ll help you,” Shirley said.
    â€œNo,” Goodness returned immediately. “I appreciate the offer, but I can handle Beth on my own. She’ll be in Leavenworth this weekend.”
    â€œReally?” Shirley moved her hand to her chin in a thoughtful gesture.
    â€œHer friend Heidi invited her to come here for the Christmas festivities. No town does it better than Leavenworth—or so I’ve heard.”
    â€œWhat about your assignment?” Mercy asked, directing the question to Shirley.
    For the first time, the other angel seemed unsettled. “Yes, well, my assignment is deceptively simple—on the outside.”
    â€œI don’t believe you mentioned whose request you’ve been sent to answer.”
    â€œIt’s a boy named Carter,” Shirley mumbled. “He wants a dog for Christmas.”
    Mercy swallowed a protest. She was dealing with a dying old man who had pressing concerns for his family. Goodness had to guide a young woman with a broken heart. And all Shirley had to do was find a little boy a dog! Talk about easy! Mercy could manage that with one wing tied behind her back.
    â€œAs I explained, my assignment is deceptively simple, but—”
    â€œYes, deceptively.” Mercy looked at Goodness. “Listen, I’d love to stay and chat awhile, but I’ve got work to do.”
    â€œMe, too,” Goodness said.
    â€œYes, well, Carter and his sister are in school, so I’ve got a few minutes to spare,” Shirley informed her friends.
    â€œI’m sure you do,” Mercy said and promptly disappeared. Goodness followed, leaving Shirley sitting alone in the grocery foyer.
    A minute later, Mercy returned, hovering behind

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