“What I wouldn’t give to be a bee buzzing in the garden right now,” Darsy said. “They got enough people buzzing about them right now, Darsy Cutter,” Wonda said. “Best not be hearing talk about them walking in the garden alone, next time I’m in town.” “You threatening me, girl?” Darsy demanded, her voice rising with her short temper. “Ay,” Wonda replied quietly. “And you’d best take heed.”
