Chapter 1:
The honey stuck to the walls as if they were icicles. Barry stared at them as he walked on by, a sad lonesome look painted on his face. Vanessa thought he was dead, she didn't know that sometimes bees were lucky enough to stay alive after they use their stinger, and she didn't have to know. He was dead to her as to him. He wiped his nose with his sleeve as he turned down a bee alley way – Beenisaga – This was the place. The woman bees swarmed him once he was spotted; they had smeared makeup over their faces and their eyes said it all. They wanted some honey. But none of them were good enough, so he entered a small bar at the end of the alley.
- Honey
