My spouse whisked me away to his quaint hometown to introduce me to his parents! The moment I laid eyes on his mother, I was utterly PETRIFIED—and what unfolded next left me completely STUNNED….

“‘Go,’ she says. I grab my rifle and head out.”

“Wandered the woods, nothing. It’s getting dark, so I start back.”

“Then I hear boars, real close. I let ‘em get nearer, took a shot.”

“Thought I hit one, but no—missed. And this big ol’ boar charges me!”

“I ran, climbed a tree—don’t even know how. Up there, scared stiff.”

“Figured the boars would leave, and I’d head home. Nope!”

“The big one starts digging under the tree. Then it settles down, with the whole herd.”

“Whoa!” My eyes went wide. “What happened next?”

“That’s it, Emily. Sat up there hugging that tree most of the night. Lucky it wasn’t too cold, or I’d have frozen.”

“I lost track of him at home, worried sick,” Clara added. “At dawn, I rounded up the men and went looking.”

“We hollered and hollered, finally found him. I carried that fool a mile on my back till he snapped out of it.”

“You’re no ordinary woman, pure fire!” George winked. “Oh, hush, you troublemaker!” she shot back, but her voice carried pride.

“Emily, how ‘bout some tea? Got chamomile and mint,” Clara offered.

“And our own honey, straight from the hive.” “Tea sounds great,” I agreed.

Clara poured fragrant tea, smelling of herbs and summer. “Billy, tell her how you cured my sister,” she giggled.

George nearly choked, laughing. “So, Clara’s sister, Sarah, sends a text: ‘Coming to visit.’”

“We’re thrilled, pick her up proper. She’s staying, and at dinner she says her legs hurt, can’t walk much.”

“We ask what’s wrong. ‘Dunno,’ she says, ‘need to see a doctor, but I keep putting it off.’”

“‘Ever tried bee stings?’ I ask. ‘Where am I gonna find bees in the city?’ she says.”

“‘Come with me, Sarah, I’ll fix you up!’ We go to the hives, I say, ‘Hike your skirt a bit, not too much, above the knee.’”

“Put one bee on each leg. She even thanked me.”..