Transcript

“And how are things going with you?” Peter inquired.

Maeve ran a hand through her perpetually-tousled hair. “I’m fine,” she said. “I’m getting a bit tired of hitch-hiking, though. We nearly got caught again yesterday. I miss having a home.”

“You wish to settle down in one place?” Peter asked, surprised. “What about your missing? Or evading Azrael?”

“I know,” Maeve said. “It’s probably just homesickness.”

“No no, I don’t mean to dismiss it. Let me give the idea some thoug—”

“—Wait, I hear something,” Maeve interrupted, looking out into the prairie.

“With Veronica on the job? I’m certain that you do.”

“Not that,” Maeve said, standing to shine her tablet’s beam out into the dark. “Something out there somewhere. I thought I saw something big walk past.”

“Excellent!” Peter said jovially. “Do give the fabled Sasquatch my regards!”

Published On: May 7, 2025

Do Give The Fabled Sasquatch My Regards

How big was it? Was it bigger than a baby’s arm?

Had comics out on the table at the Vernon Comic-Con this past weekend, which was… a thing, certainly, that people can do. I’ll be doing it again at the end of June at the Kelowna Comic-Con and these shows definitely give me an appreciation for you fine people, and the ability to self-publish globally on the intertubes.

Transcript

Only Patrons Can Comment