Jim and Max were at the entrance to the Caterpillar. It was working on two generators, so he had to talk kind of loud. “You think you can handle this?”
Max smiled, convinced it wouldn’t be a problem.
“Okay. The rules. They have to take off their shoes, and can only go in one at a time. They can’t stop halfway through, sit down, or anything like that. And believe me...they will try. Just make sure they keep moving till they come out at the other end. And don’t let more than five or six in there at once.”
“Piece of cake.”
Jim looked Max over, running his eyes up and down from head to toe. “You know, I haven’t quite got you figured out. I know God sent you here, to help.” He continued to look him over. “I figure you’re some kind of Guardian Angel. And yet, here you are, like one of us, wanting to help out at the Festival.”
Max said nothing as he helped a little girl climb into the Caterpillar.
Jim continued. “Well, know that Cindy and I appreciate what you’re doing.”
Jim started to walk off. “Okay then, if there’s nothing else, I’ll check on how you’re doing in a while.”
Jim looked back over his shoulder.
“Maybe you could bring a soda water when you come.”
Jim laughed. “A thirsty angel...I love it.”
Jim hung back a few feet, enjoying the show.
“No. No. I said only one can go in at a time, we have to follow the rules.” Max turned his attention away from the boy he was talking to as he noticed another child, attempting to enter the Caterpillar through the exit-way. He ran over to her quickly, before the child could make her way in. “No. You have to come over here, and wait your turn.” By the time he got that child to obey, two others had gone into the entranceway of the big maze-type balloon, letting in more children at one time than Jim said was allowed.
Max breathed a heavy sigh, wondering how it was that he got this job, and beside himself that he couldn’t handle it any better than he was. He walked toward the middle of the maze. Looking into the Caterpillar, he could see that a few of the children had sat down and were giving the ones that were trying to get through a hard time. He yelled. “You have to keep moving.” He turned his head toward the entrance just in time to see two legs hanging out, their shoes still on. “No! You can’t go in with your shoes on...”
Jim couldn’t take anymore. He walked up to Max, and laughing, handed him a cold drink. “Not as easy as it sounds, huh?”
Max shook his head. “I had no idea.”
“I guess this wasn’t covered in the Manual?”
“Manual? What Manual?”
Jim laughed. “I don’t know, guess I figured there had to be some kind of Angel Manual, or...something.” Jim was still laughing as he started to walk off.
“Hey, you going to get me some help here?”
“Oh, so you need help, huh?”
Max didn’t see the humor.
“I’ve got to go introduce myself to the Band.”
“Not to worry. I’ll find someone who can give you a hand.” Jim looked in the direction of the Caterpillar. “In the meantime, you might want to stop those boys from turning it on its back.”
Max turned around just in time to see three boys rocking the gigantic worm back and forth. Frantic, he ran over to them.
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