Two Japanese girls shrieked and flapped, driving him away and giggling when he’d gone, swinging hands at each other in foreign conversation, and the woman beside them smiled as she listened, comprehending or not. The orange-haired goth wearing a black dress with a neckline that plunged farther than she may have realized jumped in her seat, fingers on either side of her skeletal black headphones, and pulled her booted feet from the floor in surprise when the bee buzzed her nose. —Steve Himmer —Strangers on a Train (OnePotMeal)
A very pleasant scene study, in which an annoying insect turns a bunch of commuters into a community. I’d prefer to call it “The Public Death of a Bee” (with apologies to Sue Monk Kidd).
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