But suddenly all I could think about was Scott, my crush, and the next school dance.“Maybe tomorrow, I’ll check them out,” I responded while arranging my hair. “You never get to see tomorrow. Robyn, Grandpa had faith in you. She persisted, “He wanted you to look after the apiary. <“Look, Aunt Daphne,” I remarked acerbic. “I’ve got better things to do than take care of Grandpa’s bees!” I saw the tears well up in Aunt Daphne’s eyes and her face collapse. However, I ignored her dejected expression and hurried out as soon as the school bus honked. I was thinking about Scott on the bus, not about the apiary Grandpa Archie had given me. “Who wants an apiary?”
I pondered, irritated by the obligation.But Aunt Daphne brought it up again the following day. She chastised me for ignoring housework and used my phone excessively.She yelled, “You’re grounded, young lady!” and I looked up from my phone at that moment. “Stabilised? For what purpose?” I objected.She said, “For shirking responsibility,” bringing up the abandoned apiary. “The beehive? That ineffective apiary?” I sneered. “Robyn, it’s all about accountability. Aunt Daphne remarked, her voice choked with emotion, “That’s what Grandpa wanted for you.”I objected, saying, “Look, Aunt Daphne, I’m afraid I’ll get stung!” She retorted, “You’ll be wearing protective gear.” “A little fear is normal, but you can’t let it stop you.”I went reluctantly to the apiary.
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