A look of utter ecstasy appear on her face as the drop of honey fell on my mother's tongue.
Her eyes became blurry and she just lay smiling on the bed without moving, the only relieving thing is that her complexion which was that of sick is recovering at a visible speed.
My father tried to shake off my mother but there is no response, "Is this normal?" my father asked.
''I don't know? But when Ashlyn had a drink this honey, she was out for nearly six hours and I was getting drunkenly vibes from her.
He nodded and started to attach some machines to my mother to monitor her progress.
I carefully placed honeycomb back into the case, very careful on not making any honey sticking to my hands as each drop costs more than a million.
"Chee chew!" Ashlyn comes flying as I about to close the lid of the box, she looked angry, so angry that her eyes are red.
