Where'd All the Bees Go? [Roxanne]

[maiwolf]

December eighteenth, two-thousand eight

Boy was the park lonely today. Not only lonely, Riley realized, but empty. There weren’t many people out; and maybe because the forecaster had said something about there being showers. Riley didn’t care, she rather liked the rain. But to think, the park actually having fewer people in it than a used book store. Riley didn’t really like the feel of this one bit, and that was saying something.

Riley sat in a park bench and watched the playground. She didn’t want to play on the playground if there were no children, necessarily. Rather, if she wanted, she’d swing on the swings, but what was the fun in that if there was no one to compete with? There were, literally, no kids around. Only one lone old woman helped the girl combat her loneliness. That woman was nowhere near her—on the complete opposite side of the park—and she was walking her dog, a poodle that, frankly, Riley didn’t want to meet. She loved dogs, but poodles just scared the crap out of her.

So, instead of doing anything even remotely productive, Riley just sat there. And she stared at the flowers. “Huh.” Riley said, and furrowed her brows. She came to this park regularly when she was off of Gabriel-duty. She always sat in this bench, and she always noticed the flowers. The flowers could hardly be seen on good days because of the amount of bees surrounding them. Did the bees know that it was going to rain today, or were the bees gone?

“Where’d all the bees go?” Riley asked no one, because the last she remembered, there had only been that old lady with her dog.