Honestly Kid

by Daniel Damkoehler


premature fiction - People archive


People in The Brenlee Story

This is a list of all the people who appear in the Brenlee Story (the original Honestly Kid posts) and the posts where you can find them or things about them. There are others who are merely mentioned who don't appear here, but you don't need to worry too much about them. The principle folks are listed in the order in which they are identified in the course of the ... +more+

Maria’s Story Pt.4

He had come to her before. The bushy grey-haired man from The Brenlee News smelled of stale coffee and cigarettes and a made a point of her calling him Phil instead of Bergoyan. He was the only person from town who had said any more than 'Sorry' to her about her son. Most acted as though she didn't speak English and/or avoided her entirely. Tomas' teacher and Ms. ... +more+

February 7, 2007 | Part 2,People,premature fiction,raw

Maria’s Story Pt.2

When she finally went inside after rolling Kenneth Sneed on his side so he wouldn't die in his sleep on her front lawn, Neto was sitting on the couch near the front door. "You heard that?" She asked him. "Maria, what's going on?" "Neto, I told you to go to bed." "Does he know who did this?" "Forget you heard anything, mijo." He shook his head. "This is no good, Maria." "I know. So, don't say anything. ... +more+

January 31, 2007 | Part 2,People,premature fiction,raw

Maria’s Story Pt.1

Maria heard the stereo first. She sat in the dark out on the porch because she wasn't sleeping. She wrapped her hands in her son's favorite t-shirt and smelled him when she could no longer cry. Inside, her brother Neto and his wife had gone to bed hours ago, worn out from their own tears and consoling her. After the twang and thump of country western music she heard the ... +more+

January 29, 2007 | Part 2,People,premature fiction

Grady’s pt. 3

Adderley whispers over a fork full of dripping, syrup sodden pancakes, "He's still crying." Oliveri replies quietly, ignoring his intern's whisper, "Yeh. He's in pretty bad shape." He loads the corner of his wheat toast with egg and leans over to take a bite before it all ends up back on his plate. Chew. Gulp. Chew. "Why?" A sip of coffee and the memory of his wife's patient face reminding him to be ... +more+

January 3, 2007 | Part 2,People,premature fiction,raw

Grady’s pt. 2

Adderley takes five packets of sugar from the holder at the end of the table. He lines them up evenly, holds their paper tops between the thumb and forefinger of his left hand and shakes all of the sugar to the bottom of the packets. Then he tears off the tops and dumps the contents into his mug of bitter brown coffee. Oliveri shudders in response, clouding but not stirring his ... +more+

January 1, 2007 | Part 2,People,premature fiction,raw

Grady’s pt. 1

"Who's at the counter?" "What?" "Without being too obvious about it, tell me who's sitting at the counter this morning. You didn't think we just came for breakfast did you Adderley?" "Well-" Charlie Oliveri smiled across the booth at his young intern. "Curse of the local newspaper reporter, Adderley: you're always on the job." Adderley's eyes lit up. Whatever bug it is that drives perfectly intelligent individuals to work excessively long hours trying to ... +more+

December 20, 2006 | Part 2,People,premature fiction,raw

Charlie Oliveri

After ten years of trying to get out of the production room and on to the streets reporting, Charlie Oliveri quit his job at the San Jose Mercury. He and his wife sold their house in Redwood City and used the proceeds to buy The Brenlee News and, with it, Phillip Bergoyan's old ramshackle cottage, then on the edge of town. Oliveri grew up in a small town outside of ... +more+

October 27, 2006 | Part 1,People,premature fiction

Winchester Kady

Win kept his eyes shut and his body still last night, but he never truly slept. His mind kept working over minor details from the office, the growing collection of nagging pings and bangs coming from his car engine, the money his daughters needed in order to be teenagers, the attention his house needed in order to remain a house, and fueling it all, the anticipation of the the next ... +more+

October 2, 2006 | Part 1,People,premature fiction

The Boy With Strong Hands

The first season he picked blackberries he was eight years old. He worked hard and talked little. He wanted the farmer to know he was serious and useful, not like most of the older, white kids who laughed and ate as many berries as they boxed. He decided to be like his older brothers who picked more berries, faster than anyone except the most diligent women whose hands seemed never ... +more+

September 29, 2006 | Part 1,People,premature fiction