Chapter 50

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'See all that field over there', Oscar points out with the help of his cane and Grace nods, 'that's all mine too', he tells her.

'What's over there', she asks him, 'bees, lots and lots of bees', he says and she tightens her hold around me, 'don't worry we're not going over there', I reassure her and Oscar nods, 'No we will not', he says, and then smiles at her, 'But I'll save you some honey, mines the best', he says and she laughs.

'Why do you keep bees on the farm Oscar', Wanda asks him and he continues to walk with us following him, 'honestly, they migrated here, I wasn't really going to keep them, so decided I was going to relocate them, but Mary told me it'll be good for the economy, plus we'd get honey and beeswax so I agreed, right now they're bringing a lot to the farm, there's not a lot of bee keepers so when I became one, my product came more in demand, people from all over come and visit to grab jars before it's all gone and sometimes it'll go to market stands or superstores if they need it', he explains.

'They have all that space, so they don't come on this side of the farm ever really', he adds and she begins to understand, 'why, did you want to become a beekeeper', he asks and she's quick to shake her head, 'No, I hate bugs, I just wanted to know', she says and he chuckles.

'I bet it's hard with the suit on', Peter says and he shakes his head, 'actually I don't wear it', he says and we're all surprised, 'why not, don't you get stung', he asks and Oscar shakes his head, 'No, at first they did, but now I can handle them, it's a long process when I extract the honey or the wax, but as long as I don't disturb there working, they leave me alone, at this point I think they've recognised me as one of there own that's why they don't sting me', he replies and we begin to understand.

Then we're all looking at Oscar when he curses aloud and I tsk, 'Oscar', I warn him and he looks over at me, 'sorry', he says and looks somewhere else, 'what happened', Evie asks him whilst he opens another latch to a gate and we're all walking through once it's opened.

'Those damn rabbits again', he replies and then we're walking over to some small planted trees that had fresh strawberries grown on them, '...she just likes to test my patience some times', he says more to himself when he accesses the half eaten fruit.

'Who', Evie asks again and when he looks at us, I notice his brows furrow together, 'where's Grace', he asks and I'm moving my eyes to search for her, she was just in the middle of me and Bucky, holding my hand and I hadn't even noticed she had let go.

'Grace', I call out to her, and then I hear Wanda, 'there she is', she points over to her whilst I'm sighing with relief and then walk over to her with the team, 'Jellybean', I call out to her first and she looks at us from where she had taken a seat with a mouth filled with strawberries and I'm laughing with everyone else, 'your lucky your adorable', I tell her and everyone laughs, 'no strawberries for Grace now', Oscar announces and Grace looks at him when we do, but she lets out an audible gasp, 'why not', she asks him.

'Because you've had your potion of strawberries', he states and she frowns, 'but she got to eat them', she says and we're all confused.

'Who', Evie asks again, and Grace moves her legs to reveal a pure white rabbit nibbling and eating her way through the strawberries Grace must have picked out for her and put on the ground so she could easily eat them.

'There she is', Oscar says and then picks her up from between Graces leg, 'she's grounded from the farm', he says and Grace looks at him, 'why, she was just eatin', she states and stands from her spot, 'because she knows better then to eat her way through the strawberries and at this point it's like she does it by purpose to test my patience', he replies and we're all laughing and chuckling to ourself.

'Don't be a meanie, she loves berries', she tells him and takes her out of his hands, 'she's mine now so she's allowed all of them', she states and we're laughing to ourselves again.

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