Becky Sue's Starving...
/Becky Sue's Starving Critter Saga
Inside the library the parents discuss the issue while the kids write about it.
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Darkness descended early on the library parking lot, due to the autumn fall season change, instigating Becky Sue, to sit by the window, inside the coffee shop, pen and notebook in hand.
“What are you doing?” Paulie asked carrying checked out perfect periodical references.
“Writing a story,” his classmate responded, “you know we Gypsies like to spin informative entertaining tales.”
“I know,” Paulie acknowledged, opening the daily records the community provided.
“Let me guess,” Becky Sue observed all curled up, relaxed, "you are going to sit there take ideas from that magazine and,”
“Right,” Paulie confirmed laughing.
A few feet separated the occupied conference room where older residents attended the town discussion about what to do with a bear coming from the other side, wanting a nice meal.
“How long do you think our parents will be yapping away?” Paulie wondered.
Shrugging her shoulders, “I dunno, why would it be such a big deal, just give Baxter a ‘tenth visit free entree card’,”
“Baxter?”
“Yeah, that is what I call him in my creative writing assignment,” Becky Sue explained, “a lonely critter, not having any good luck, and window shops at the convenience store pricing bear essentials.”
“Can you make valid points doing it that way?” Paulie sounded interested.
“Yeah, what is your paper about?”
“A Bear’s diet, the picnic basket versus reality,”
When doors, suddenly opened, boisterous adults, raised the decibel level, leaving the room, encouraging Becky Sue close the legal pad and exclaim, “done.”
“Daddy, can Baxter now feel welcome?”
“Only if he tips the diner staff,” Becky Sue’s father insisted.
“How did it go? Poppa?”
“We reached an agreement for the bear receiving proper customs approval,” Poppa noted, “what are you two doing?”
“Stuff for school,” Becky Sue stated.
“Research,” Paulie added.
“Time to get home, kids,” both fathers announced, “and seems like they are closing.”
Walking into the chilly atmosphere the parental guiders grasped their briefcases.
“I told you Paulie, legends win battles,” Becky Sue quietly smirked.
“And facts backing the issues assist the process’ approval,” Paulie agreed.
By Marc OBrien
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