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The Beekeeper’s Secret
By Jakki Licare
A bee zoomed over the thatched roof and rapped against the window. Lavender unlatched it, letting the sunshine and the bee in.
“Did they follow?” Lavender asked, closing the curtains.
The bee landed amid the hundreds of bees crawling along Lavender’s arms and danced his answer.
Lavender sighed. “Good. We can’t move her now."
She checked on Ms. Oakes, her mentor, who slept feverishly. Her bees lay eerily still over her heart. Black veins snaked around where the deadly white spider had bitten her. Ms. Oakes was the only person who could cure its poisonous bite which is why they had attacked her. Lavender thought Ms. Oakes’s magic would heal her, but she wasn’t improving.
Desperate to help, Lavender snatched a jar of honey. Closing her eyes, she focused on her bees’ tiny feet tickling her skin. Their dance created a buzzing energy which flowed through her fingers, saturating the honey with her healing magic. She spooned the honey into her mentor’s mouth and prayed. Exhausted but hopeful, Lavender fell asleep next to Ms. Oakes.
Angry buzzing startled Lavender awake. She stared at the ceiling in horror as hundreds of white spiders crawled through the straw.
They had found them.
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