Electric Bee Hive

Frances had always wondered why they so constantly came in contact with the greatest geeks that ever lived. Not matter where, they were sure to be found surrounded by incessant idea spewers, inventors of knick knacks and doodads, and dreamers always fully awake who lived in the sleepy parts of town. These restless souls, some drinkers and some solitudes, never seemed to stop trying to make the world a better place, even if their ideas were constantly rejected. This trait had always fascinated Frances Mallory, and she knew that the world couldn't rightly continue to ignore them anymore.

"It's freezing again outside," said Evan, just as she had opened the front door. Sometimes, on days that looked and felt a lot like today, she couldn't stand to not laugh at how obvious everything seemed when Evan opened his mouth. She thought about encouraging him to register with the Captain Obvious League, but locked the door and headed for the car. As Evan eased into the driver seat, he let his head fall back gently into the soft cushion of the plush head rest, and chuckled out loud. At almost the same moment, a dried blob of brick and mortar lit up a Tanzanian village.

Eight years later, Evan Mallory produced a grin wide enough to connect the Mississippi, in an effort to answer the question "What Happened to The Bees?"

Next Chapter: Chapter 5