Angel Merry

.responsive-video { aspect-ratio: 16 / 9; width: 100%; height: auto; } “Listen! Can you hear the trumpet’s call? That’s me, Merry—Angel of Celebration, playing my horn, calling one and all to attend the World Gala — a celebration of life! Now is the time to leave your cares behind and think about possibilities the future may hold. There will be feasting, dancing and merriment for all!” – Merry Merry re-read the caption on the invitation for the hundredth time, but couldn’t muster the enthusiasm for tonight’s party. She had been giving sparkle and life to celebrations all over the world for centuries, and yet could not shake the feeling that something was wrong. The party was set to take place in a fine old house—not a mansion, but a family home that would exclude no one. The front door featured a beautiful handmade wreath, the hall festooned with pictures of the family (and their many pets!). The dining table wore a red tablecloth and was laden with every snack you can thin