Mrs Miracle Page #7

to go to Fiji.

Okay. l'm having trouble picturing her

in a grass skirt, but...

-She left today.

-You're serious.

Yeah, and we need a piano player,

and not just any piano player, Seth.

We need someone that knows the pageant

inside and out. We need you.

l don't play piano.

l know, and you know that l wouldn't ask

unless it was really important.

You know why l can't.

So you won't help me?

l'm sorry.

So am l.

Reba.

Reba.

You had no right to ask me to do that.

You know l can't.

-No, you mean you won't.

-No, l can't.

Music was something

that l shared with Pamela.

l stopped playing the day she died.

Seth, the music, it didn't die with her.

For me, it did.

And is that why you never talk about her?

Is that why your boys,

-they know nothing about their mother?

-That's none of your business.

They miss her. You can't even see it,

because you're more interested

in holding onto your grief.

You don't know anything about it.

So you'd rather forget the pageant

and disappoint your sons

than let go of the past?

l can't believe you're saying this

to me right now. You, of all people.

-You need to take a good look in the mirror.

-What is that supposed to mean?

Your sister did a terrible thing,

but the world didn't stop turning.

That is completely different! She hurt me.

Yeah, and you took that hurt,

and you locked it so deep inside

that nobody can get at it, not even you.

You are iust like everyone else, you know?

l really...

l can't believe that l thought

that you would understand.

No, you know what? l do understand.

l understand because l regret

every single day that went by

that l didn't tell Pamela that l loved her.

And it's too late for me,

but it's not too late for you.

You can still make things right

with your sister.

You want me to forget?

l want you to forgive.

Let go of the anger. Get on with your life.

The way that you've gotten on with yours?

We're iust wasting our time, aren't we?

Yeah, l think so.

Honey, don't move.

Mrs. Maxwell said

there might not be a pageant.

-There's nobody to play the piano.

-That is a problem.

Could you do something, Mrs. Miracle?

Well, sometimes the best thing to do

is have faith it'll turn out for the best.

And people don't even know what that is.

Sometimes it's right in front of them,

but eventually, they figure it out.

So long as they don't wait too long.

-Do we have to wear a dress?

-lt's not a dress, darling.

lt's a gown.

A gown is a fancy word for a dress.

-l don't want to be an angel!

-Me neither!

Hey, Dad!

You guys look really cute.

-Told you we look stupid!

-l don't want to wear a dress!

All right.

There's a plate for you in the refrigerator.

Thank you.

And we're not going to do it!

Well, l understand,

but l wish you had told me before.

Before what?

Before l made the swords.

-Swords?

-Swords?

Yes, swords. Well, you don't know

very much about angels. That's for sure.

Angels got swords?

Yes, they sure do, and let me tell you,

some of them are very fierce

with them, so l hear.

And a few of them are known

as warriors around the heavenly choir,

and they fight mighty battles,

but only for a good cause.

-Warrior angels.

-That's what we'll be!

Okay. But now you still have to wear a gown.

As long as we have a sword.

Warrior angels!

Christmas will never be the same

after this pageant.

Be careful, honey. Be careful.

No! No, no, no. No!

Oh, gosh, Reba!

Lose something?

Technically, it's yours.

Well, consider it your Christmas present.

Thank you.

Feels good, doesn't it?

What's that?

Getting something back,

something you thought you lost forever.

Yeah.

Doesn't happen every day.

Getting something back that you love.

So grab hold of it tight, honey,

'cause you may not get a second chance.

Merry Christmas, Reba.

Merry Christmas, Mrs. Merkle.

Mrs. Merkle, do you want a ride home?

Thanks, honey, no.

l like to look at the lights.

Okay.

Hi.

Reba.

Hi, Doug.

What are you doing here?

l was...

Well, l was iust wondering if...

ls Vicki around?

Doug, who is it?

Reba.

Vicki.

Please forgive me.

l'm sorry.

l'm...

l'm so sorry.

l've missed you so much.

''Deep in the night before Christmas Day,

three spirits will come to show you the way.

-''With that Marley's ghost...''

-Hey, guys.

l was thinking maybe l'll read to you tonight

if that's okay.

Sure.

-Okay.

-What are you going to read to us, Daddy?

-ls it a Christmas book?

-Kind of, yeah.

Yeah.

These are pictures

from your guys' very first Christmas.

Does it have pictures of Mommy in it?

-She's beautiful.

-Yes, she is beautiful.

Her favorite color was blue.

That's a picture of the three of you guys

in front of our Christmas tree.

Which one is me?

You know, l don't know.

But now your mom,

she could always tell you guys apart,

even from the very beginning.

How?

Radar.

That's what she said, seriously.

That's what she used to call it.

She said she had radar.

Boys, come here.

How do we look, Mrs. Miracle?

Like Judd and Jason in a box.

Judd and Jason,

do you want to go take your places?

-Okay.

-We'll start soon.

You have done so well

that you may have talked yourself

into a job for the next 10 years or more.

Thank you, but whoever heard of

a Christmas pageant without a piano player?

Act as if you have faith,

and faith will be given to you,

and if that doesn't work, fake it.

Okay, everyone, three minutes.

Let's get in our places, okay?

Let's go. We've got presents up here,

candy canes in the back.

Good evening, everybody.

l would like to thank you

for coming tonight.

When my good friend Kate asked me

to direct the pageant,

l believe my exact words were,

''You've gotta be kidding me.''

But she wasn't, and l'm happy for that now,

because l have enioyed every minute

that l've spent with your children.

l've learned a lot from them

in the last few weeks

about the things that matter,

and the things that don't,

and iust how easy it is to confuse the two.

And one more announcement

before we begin tonight.

Our pianist, Mrs. Darling,

had to leave the show unexpectedly.

l couldn't ask for taped music

to possibly replace her, but...

But Seth Webster has kindly offered

to play for us this evening.

So thank you, Mr. Webster,

and enjoy the show.

Thank you. Thank you.

Listen, what l said before, l was out of line.

-l didn't...

-Seth, you were right.

You were, and Vicki's here.

l'm glad.

l couldn't have done it without you.

That makes two of us.

Can you stay here and give me my cues?

l'm not going anywhere.

Ready? And go.

And the angel said unto them, ''Fear not.

''For behold,

l bring you good tidings of great joy.''

Bravo!

-Mrs. Miracle, did you see us?

-Mrs. Miracle, did you see us?

You were wonderful!

l'm so proud of both of you.

l have something very important to tell you.

l love you both so much,

but l have to leave now.

What do you mean?

Honey, there are other families

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