Guardian Angel. 1. 4. VIP

"A GUARDIAN ANGEL"
a mistical novel
by Alexandra Kryuchkova

PART I. A GUARDIAN

1.4. A VIP

March 19, morning
Moscow, hallway in Alice’s flat

Alice was going to a travel trade fair. She had been asked to create a new travel destination project from scratch for a company exposed there. Alice’s gaze fell on the small table by the door with the last copy of her novel about Another Reality on it. The day before, Alice had purposely put the book in that prominent place not to forget in the morning to take it with her, because…

The guardian was nervously walking around Alice back and forth, trying to inspire her with the right action. Alice sighed, waved her hand at the book, saying to herself, «Someday later… Some other time…» She opened the door and left the flat. The guardian lost the gift of mental speech, helplessly sank to the floor by the table and covered his face with his wings.


***
Moscow, Crocus City Hall


Alice arrived at the fair and found a crowd in front of the entrance. Everyone was scanned, forced to take off their shoes, turn out their pockets. Alice sighed. Yes, she had known that… Around lunchtime, the entrance was blocked completely. Walking through the pavilions, Alice encountered a procession. She looked at the Very Important Person slowly passing her by, just a step away. It was a chance to give to the VIP her book, the one left at home in the morning on the table by the door.

Why hadn’t she taken the book with her? Hadn’t she believed in the collision with the VIP like that easily, in the pavilion that day? When else would she have direct access to the VIP, if ever?

The guardian, shaking his head in doom, exclaimed, «You spoke with the Minister of Culture of France in Paris. You tapped on his shoulder as simply as knocking on a door to make him turn around and pay attention to you, having sneaked through the crowds, sneezing at the guards who surrounded him as a wall on all sides. You spoke to him so easily in a foreign language and even gave him your poems! But you dreamed of giving your book to the VIP! The book in which you wrote a letter to him in one of the chapters. At least, of passing your book through someone else. You asked everyone who had access to the VIP about the way to do it. In January, I found a way to bump you to the VIP directly. I found in the Space of Options, the way you would end up here and now, at the right time in the right place. I put the idea of creating an esoteric travel destination from scratch into the mind of the travel company owner. I negotiated with the guardian of the head of the Union of Writers to issue a diploma to the mother of the CEO of the travel company. I made sure that it was you to pass the diploma and not to the mother, but personally to the CEO! I arranged everything in such a way that at the meeting he would voice the idea of a new project to you, and on that day you «accidentally’ would take your book about Another Reality with you and make the right decision to give him the book. I arranged with the owner’s guardian that you would be selected from all the candidates to head the new project. And, despite the fact that today it’s only half developed, I almost forced the owner of the travel company to present your project at this fair so that you… My God! What have you done Alice? How could you?»

Glamorous appeared in the crowd. He approached White and said in surprise, «Bro, what’s wrong with you? You’ve turned black!»

«It can happen with everyone. What do you want?»

«The fair in London is less than a month away. My ward has already bought tickets and booked a hotel. What about Alice?»


***
around 15:00, Moscow, the Union of Writers


White appeared in the House of Serving to Creativity.

«Hello, bro!» exclaimed the guardian of the Woman. «I didn’t recognize you at first, so gloomy you are! Something wrong?»

«It’s too long to explain. They say your ward is organizing a writers’ trip to the London Book Fair, right?»

«That’s right.»

«We need to send Alice to London as a member of the delegation. Just don’t ask me why.»

«If you are kidding, it would be cooler to ask for it on the eve of departure!»

«That’s not all. She has no money for the trip. We have to solve it somehow.»

«Bro, you must be tired! You need a rest! How can we get money for Alice in a public non-profit organization?»

«She really needs to get there.»

«Well, of course, Alice is a good writer. But think for yourself, what is she going to do there? It’s a specific fair! Not like that in Paris! Talking to the Minister of Culture is out of the question.»

«That’s not what she needs.»

«Hasn’t she been to London?»

«She’s been to London twice, but she needs to meet a man in London.»

«Why don’t you ask the guardian of that man to send him from London to Moscow? Does he have no money and no useful contacts?»

«On the contrary, he is very rich, he has a lot of VIP contacts and there’s no need to send him here. He lives in Moscow.»

The guardian of the Woman twisted his finger at his temple, «Bro, you should rest! It’s hard for you with Alice, she’s not easy, I know. But not to that extent to complicate things so much!»

«I beg you. It has to be done this way. Send her to London.»

The guardian of the Woman sighed, «I’ll try, but I can’t promise anything. I’ll let you know by tonight!»


***
midnight, Moscow, Alice’s kitchen


Alice was playing solitaire on the Man in White in the kitchen by candlelight. Her guardian gloomier than a cloud was sitting on the windowsill nearby. The guardian of the Woman appeared. He sat down on the windowsill opposite White and said, «Tell her to turn on her phone. She turned it off too early.»

White turned to Alice, «Turn on the phone, an ungrateful sheep!»

Alice stood up, went into the corridor, looked for a phone in her bag. Having found it, she turned it on, returned to the kitchen and continued to play solitaire.

A minute later the phone rang. Alice was silent for a long time, listening to the Woman. The girl’s pupils dilated in surprise. She couldn’t believe her ears, «Me?»

White exhaled, «God bless you, bro!»

«It’s not that simple, White. Alice has to sacrifice something for this.»

«What exactly?»

«She must return to serve us in the House of Serving to Creativity.»

«Too much blows for one day! You can’t imagine how much I’ve organized to get her to the company she works now!»

«You did it so that she could meet the VIP, but Alice missed her chance today. It makes no sense for her to remain in that place any longer. Let her complete and launch the project, and as soon as…»

«Bro, but…»

«You know perfectly well what her Zodiacal dial shows in the coming Solar year. Some of Pluto’s energy in the 6th Sphere will be shifted to the line of work to weaken the blow to the line of health. Try to make her transition painless. If she doesn’t guess or resists like a ram, which is typical of any Aries, we should even involve the Dark ones. The 6th Sphere is in charge of Service and Diseases. Alice knows that. She’ll either serve others or…»

«By what date should she return?»

“No later than the beginning of the period of Saturn, June 16. It’s vital for Alice to transfer the energy limited by Saturn into Creativity. Where else do you think should she be if not in the House of Serving to Creativity? By the way, a year ago, Alice was saved from death in the car accident, partly because she had come to work in our House three days before the start of her Saturn period.”