The right temperament

“What are you doing?” she called down from the window of the house.

He stepped back from the bee hive he had set up. “I got us bees,” he said.

She disappeared from the window, and returned with a rock in her hand. She dropped it on the bee hive and they started to buzz angrily.

“What are you doing?!” he said, panicked.

“I don’t think having bees is a good idea,” she answered, and dropped a second rock on the hive.

Bees rushed out of the hive.  He ran, the swarm following him. “Why?” he yelled.

She shrugged, “They don’t have the right temperament.”


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