It was a hot summer day. There were all these bees flying around...
My mother....
...covers me in white linen...
" This is for the bees, she says..."
I can remember more and more now...
It was a hot summer day. There were all these bees flying around...
My mother....
...covers me in white linen...
" This is for the bees, she says..."
I can remember more and more now...