Passing Words: Dolly Rebecca Parton Dean

"Honestly ... this is taking forEVER," said the angel at his right. It grabbed the soul while signing for it with a touch of a glowing forefinger. "We have got things to DO!" The soul was in awe, taking in the gold, feathers, and extra bling. "Are you my guardian angel?" it asked (hopeful). "You KNOW I am," the angel said, "and let's giddyup here, 'cause we got a lot to dish about. And ... before you get all worried, I'mma cut to the chase a li'l bit and say that you done me proud. It has been an absolute pleasure guarding you." "Wait," the soul said, its eyes wide and stopping in its tracks. "Are you ... ?" "WHO ELSE WOULD I BE?" the angel replied, as the soul took in the sparkle, the red lips, the high heels, the long nails, and the big, big hair. "We are gonna have SUCH fun," Jolene added, and pulled the soul through the gates by the hand (holding it tightly).