This Most Privileged Madness

His mother had gone mad after thirty years of wifeship. It had happened whilst tending the bees. Her husband’s pride. She had chopped at the hives with the axe and frothed at the mouth. He thought at last he knew how his Father could go on adoring this woman who had achieved an early retirement from the labours they had chosen to share. He carried on the work alone while she departed to the unknowable region. She had no language left and could not tell him what it was like in that land. That she remembered him … he had…

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