Quotes from Laline Paull, The Bees

Awestruck, Flora stared at the dishevelled sisters with their blazing faces and radiant ragged wings, who smelled of no kin but the wild high air.

The man stood alone by the hive. On impulse he put his palm against the wood, as if feeling for a pulse.

The green began to seethe.

717! You are behaving like a demented bluebottle - stop that!