I Was Upset That My Grandfather Only Left Me an Old Apiary until I Looked into the Beehives — Story of the Day
My late Grandpa, who spun tales of buried treasure, left me a dusty, old apiary. Who leaves their grandchild an insect-infested shack? This cruel joke of an inheritance was a slap in the face until I peered into the beehives. One morning, Aunt Daphne reminded me, “Robyn, Grandpa believed you’d be strong, independent. Those beehives…