as a snack in a vending machine would fall. "Please proceed carefully." The machine went on. "If bees remain on product, do not react with alarm. You may slowly remove them or choose to eat them. Thank you for using this product."
The little girl was excited to eat the honey comb, but she didn't want to put her hand in the machine because of the bees. "Oh, alright." Her sister huffed. She reached in and cradled the honeycomb to her chest. I remember vividly her looking up with a glow behind her and the calmed bees flying around her head and nestling in her short, frizzy hair.