It felt so good to wash off the sticky honey and grime from two days’ worth of honey harvesting. They’d spent another full day extracting the honey from the clover field hives. Lily and Rose had spun the honey while Poppy and Aunt B had replaced supers and weeded the garden. They’d do the basswood tree hives tomorrow, and next week they’d start on the hives at the sunflower farm. The job there took more time because they had to load up the supers and transport them three miles to the honey house. Maybe Dan would be able to help. Maybe not. At dinner last night, Paul had all but ordered her to banish Dan from their property forever. She hadn’t agreed to a banishment, but she had told Paul she would think about it. She couldn’t ask Dan to never come back. He was so willing to help, so excited to learn about their bees, so eager to get to know her family better. And they still had so many books to talk about. She couldn’t hurt his feelings and tell him not to come anymore, even if Dan had no problem hurting her feelings, as Paul had reminded her several times last night.
