Chapter 59
Then Sings my Soul
Taffy Town was collapsing. Bo Beaumont Jr. knew it was a dead end for over five years now. Now everyone could know what a piece of junk the whole building was. How many code violations, termite treatments, and shoddy electrical wiring he had to endure. When his office ceiling collapsed due to a leaking pipe, he knew it was an unlooked for blessing.
"Well Mr. Beaumont, I know your father had the best of intentions, but he was very lax in fixing some of these issues. We reported it in the last inspection, but he seemed to ignore it every time. We would have reported it to you," the insurance agent shrugged, "but as you can see, we too have been hit with budget cuts and loss of workers."
Bo nodded. "I'm down to twenty people myself."
The financier scribbled down a number on a check, and ripped it out from his binder. "Based on our findings, I'm sure this number should be acceptable?"
The owner of Taffy Town's eyebrows raised up in surprise. It was a sizable amount. Enough for a pretty nest egg for him. He could purchase that pretty beach home back East.
A still, small voice whispered in him that the amount was just enough to rebuild Taffy Town.
Bo Beaumont Jr. shook his head. His father had shackled him to this business for five years!
Just because you loved it, dad, doesn't mean I have to!
How many children had taken over the family business because of fear and obligation, when they'd rather be living their own lives?
Susie… pretty red-headed Susie.
With a small fraction of this money, she could rent her own personal music studio to finally record the album she had been writing songs for all her life. He knew Clarence wanted to teach at the School for the Blind. The taste-tester just needed the education certification. He never did have the time or the money to go back to school. He knew two of his workers who only stayed because they didn't have a car to drive to interviews.
This insurance payout was just enough to help them with their dreams and goals. To reach for a better life than slaving away in a Taffy factory. The whole place was going to be automated, too, in a few years time. Their jobs made obsolete. He would be doing them all a favor.
With his mind made up, Bo thanked the insurance agent with good cheer.
"This will help a lot of people get what they truly want."
It's what his father would have wanted for him and all of his workers.
I hated, hated! this episode. It was so glurgy and saccharine sweet. No one would be singing gospel hymns while working. Jo Dee Messina and Jennifer Halliday were nice singing. Kind of a short random appearance of Louie Anderson too.
I'll post more since I finished writing everyone in season one through six.
Grignard