The summer heat on Earth seemed to have reached heaven making the angel wipe furiously at his forehead. Grumbling about having to lead a soul in this kind of weather.
Miriallia (did I spell her name right?) stepped out of a golden elevator that seemed to have been set on the cloud. Just as Miri was get nervous she saw a heavenly host walk towards her through a hall covered with clocks of all color and shape some even ran faster than the others.
"Hello, my name is Gabriel; you have lived a good life welcome to heaven blah, blah, blah." Gabriel said in a bored tone.
"If you don't mind me asking sir," Miriallia asked "What's with all these clocks?"
"Every body on Earth have a clock Miss. And the more affaires you have the faster your clock runs." Gabriel explained, "and if you were loyal to your spouse your clock runs slow."
"Where is my husband Dearka's clock then?" Miri asked curious.
"God has already taken his clock and is using it as a ceiling fan."
…Miriallia passes out…