Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #12
That evening Bea took dinner in her room while she went over the documents as carefully as she could. She didn't speak Lawyereese, but she understood most of the fine print. She and her employees would be welcome to stay on at the Pickaxe, if the...
Beatrice Santello (Ch 4) - Mediocre
"So, what do you think of our songs?" Angus asked as Bea squeezed through the door of the abandoned Party Barn. "Angus, I've heard most of them before. Don't you remember? I sequenced the drum parts when Casey was in jail." "Oh yeah. Well... what do...
Beatrice Santello (Ch 9) - Gravity
The next morning Bea was feeling good. It was foggy and the radio indicated the possibility of freezing rain, but she couldn't help herself. She hugged her dad before leaving the apartment, donned her jacket and scarf, and headed in to work. Germ was...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #11
The service was a melancholy affair as a warm spring rain fell outside the chapel at the church, but Bea felt like that was appropriate. The casket, of course, was closed, but she greeted both Mr. and Mrs. Hartley. Pastor K. said a brief few words and...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #6
An hour after sunrise they had all gotten up, cleaned and changed, and the tent was packed away. "So, what are we taking with us?" Angus asked Germ as they gathered behind the car where Germ had laid out the various gear he'd brought along. "Like I...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #4
**Around the Campfire** Germ and Gregg disappeared behind the car while Bea, Angus and Mae stacked some of the wood into a pile a distance away from the car and tent. "Okay, now we need to light it. Bea?" "I've never lit a campfire before, but I'll...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #5
"So, how about a game of Truth or Dare?" Mae suggested. "No way! Gregg will do any dare." Angus protested, but only half heartedly. It seemed the alcohol had even softened him up a little. "Mae, I don't..." "Oh come on Bea. Don't be a downer." "Oh,...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #8
"Bea," Gregg said from behind her, his voice uncommonly soft. "We should go." Bea looked up at him, her eyes streaked with tears and saw that he too had been crying, reminding her that he had been very close to Casey as well. She stood and gave him a...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #9
It took some time to get all the way back to Angus. Everyone was quiet, and the broken skateboard that Bea carried on her back was a constant reminder of what they'd left behind. But when finally they squeezed through the tight space that had stopped...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #3
**Back into the woods we go! Ho Ho Ho!** Nothing more was seen of the strange man the next day, and Bea had almost gotten over her worry about him. However, it was replaced with her worry about going back into the mine. After work they met Gregg and...
So Bea It
**So Bea It** _A Commission by Laz Briar_ One of those calm, chilly, yet somber days. Beatrice puffed at her no-nicotine cig as she strut down the cracked sidewalk of Possum Springs, an ode to the town's fading infrastructure and depleting cash...