Thought Trafficking


Apt
June 5, 2009, 8:39 pm
Filed under: Reading

His hands fell still. “Pegge, there is a bee on my sleeve.”

“It thinks you are a flower. Be quiet and it will go away.”

An anxious minute passed. “I am being quiet, but it is still hovering.”

“There it goes. You are all right now.”

-Mary Novik, from the novel Conceit

Snail friend

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I am afraid of bees.

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