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Mad Honey: A Novel
by Finney Jennifer Boylan Jodi; Picoult

Published: 2022-10-04T00:0
Hardcover : 464 pages
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NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • “Alternatingly heart-pounding and heartbreaking. This collaboration between two best-selling authors seamlessly weaves together Olivia and Lily’s journeys, creating a provocative exploration of the strength that love and acceptance require.”—The ...
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NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • “Alternatingly heart-pounding and heartbreaking. This collaboration between two best-selling authors seamlessly weaves together Olivia and Lily’s journeys, creating a provocative exploration of the strength that love and acceptance require.”—The Washington Post


Olivia McAfee knows what it feels like to start over. Her picture-perfect life—living in Boston, married to a brilliant cardiothoracic surgeon, raising their beautiful son, Asher—was upended when her husband revealed a darker side. She never imagined that she would end up back in her sleepy New Hampshire hometown, living in the house she grew up in and taking over her father’s beekeeping business.

Lily Campanello is familiar with do-overs, too. When she and her mom relocate to Adams, New Hampshire, for her final year of high school, they both hope it will be a fresh start.

And for just a short while, these new beginnings are exactly what Olivia and Lily need. Their paths cross when Asher falls for the new girl in school, and Lily can’t help but fall for him, too. With Ash, she feels happy for the first time. Yet she wonders if she can trust him completely. . . .

Then one day, Olivia receives a phone call: Lily is dead, and Asher is being questioned by the police. Olivia is adamant that her son is innocent. But she would be lying if she didn’t acknowledge the flashes of his father’s temper in Ash, and as the case against him unfolds, she realizes he’s hidden more than he’s shared with her.

Mad Honey is a riveting novel of suspense, an unforgettable love story, and a moving and powerful exploration of the secrets we keep and the risks we take in order to become ourselves.

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Chapter 1

Olivia 1

December 7, 2018

The day of

From the moment I knew I was having a baby, I wanted it to be a girl. I wandered the aisles of department stores, touching doll-size dresses and tiny sequined shoes. I pictured us with matching nail polish�????�???�??�?�¢??me, who�????�???�??�?�¢??d never had a manicure in my life. I imagined the day her fairy hair was long enough to capture in pigtails, her nose pressed to the glass of a school bus window; I saw her first crush, prom dress, heartbreak. Each vision was a bead on a rosary of future memories; I prayed daily.

As it turned out, I was not a zealot . . . ?only a martyr.

When I gave birth, and the doctor announced the baby�????�???�??�?�¢??s sex, I did not believe it at first. I had done such a stellar job of convincing myself of what I wanted that I completely forgot what I needed. But when I held Asher, slippery as a minnow, I was relieved.

Better to have a boy, who would never be someone�????�???�??�?�¢??s victim.

Most people in Adams, New Hampshire, know me by name, and those who don�????�???�??�?�¢??t, know to steer clear of my home. It�????�???�??�?�¢??s often that way for beekeepers�????�???�??�?�¢??like firefighters, we willingly put ourselves into situations that are the stuff of others�????�???�??�?�¢?? nightmares. Honeybees are far less vindictive than their yellow jacket cousins, but people can�????�???�??�?�¢??t often tell the difference, so anything that stings and buzzes comes to be seen as a potential hazard. A few hundred yards past the antique Cape, my colonies form a semicircular rainbow of hives, and most of the spring and summer the bees zip between them and the acres of blossoms they pollinate, humming a warning.

I grew up on a small farm that had been in my father�????�???�??�?�¢??s family for generations: an apple orchard that, in the fall, sold cider and donuts made by my mother and, in the summer, had pick-your-own strawberry fields. We were land-rich and cash-poor. My father was an apiarist by hobby, as was his father before him, and so on, all the way back to the first McAfee who was an original settler of Adams. It is just far enough away from the White Mountain National Forest to have affordable real estate. The town has one traffic light, one bar, one diner, a post office, a town green that used to be a communal sheep grazing area, and Slade Brook�????�???�??�?�¢??a creek whose name was misprinted in a 1789 geological survey map, but which stuck. Slate Brook, as it should have been written, was named for the eponymous rock mined from its banks, which was shipped far and wide to become tombstones. Slade was the surname of the local undertaker and village drunk, who had a tendency to wander off when he was on a bender, and who ironically killed himself by drowning in six inches of water in the creek.

When I first brought Braden to meet my parents, I told him that story. He had been driving at the time; his grin flashed like lightning. But who, he�????�???�??�?�¢??d asked, buried the undertaker?

Back then, we had been living outside of DC, where Braden was a resident in cardiac surgery at Johns Hopkins and I worked at the National Zoo, trying to cobble together enough money for a graduate program in zoology. We�????�???�??�?�¢??d only been together three months, but I had already moved in with him. We were visiting my parents that weekend because I knew, viscerally, that Braden Fields was the one.

On that first trip back home, I had been so sure of what my future would hold. I was wrong on all counts. I never expected to be an apiarist like my father; I never thought I�????�???�??�?�¢??d wind up sleeping in my childhood bedroom once again as an adult; I never imagined I�????�???�??�?�¢??d settle down on a farm my older brother, Jordan, and I once could not wait to leave. I married Braden; he got a fellowship at Mass General; we moved to Boston; I was a doctor�????�???�??�?�¢??s wife. Then, almost a year to the day of my wedding anniversary, my father didn�????�???�??�?�¢??t come home one evening after checking his hives. My mother found him, dead of a heart attack in the tall grass, bees haloing his head.

My mother sold the piece of land that held our apple orchard to a couple from Brooklyn. She kept the strawberry fields but was thoroughly at a loss when it came to my father�????�???�??�?�¢??s hives. Since my brother was busy with a high-powered legal career and my mother was allergic to bees, the apiary fell to me. For five years, I drove from Boston to Adams every week to take care of the colonies. After Asher was born, I�????�???�??�?�¢??d bring him with me, leaving him in the company of my mother while I checked the hives. I fell in love with beekeeping, the slow-motion flow of pulling a frame out of a hive, the Where�????�???�??�?�¢??s Waldo? search for the queen. I expanded from five colonies to fifteen. I experimented with bee genetics with colonies from Russia, from Slovenia, from Italy. I signed pollination contracts with the Brooklynites and three other local fruit orchards, setting up new hives on their premises. I harvested, processed, and sold honey and beeswax products at farmers�????�???�??�?�¢?? markets from the Canadian border to the suburbs of Massachusetts. I became, almost by accident, the first commercially successful beekeeper in the history of apiarist McAfees. By the time Asher and I moved permanently to Adams, I knew I might never get rich doing this, but I could make a living.

My father taught me that beekeeping is both a burden and a privilege. You don�????�???�??�?�¢??t bother the bees unless they need your help, and you help them when they need it. It�????�???�??�?�¢??s a feudal relationship: protection in return for a percentage of the fruits of their labors.

He taught me that if a body is easily crushed, it develops a weapon to prevent that from happening.

He taught me that sudden movements get you stung.

I took these lessons a bit too much to heart.

On the day of my father�????�???�??�?�¢??s funeral, and years later, on the day of my mother�????�???�??�?�¢??s, I told the bees. It�????�???�??�?�¢??s an old tradition to inform them of a death in the family; if a beekeeper dies, and the bees aren�????�???�??�?�¢??t asked to stay on with their new master, they�????�???�??�?�¢??ll leave. In New Hampshire, the custom is to sing, and the news has to rhyme. So I draped each colony with black crepe, knocked softly, crooned the truth. My beekeeping net became a funeral veil. The hive might well have been a coffin.

By the time I come downstairs that morning, Asher is in the kitchen. We have a deal, whoever gets up first makes the coffee. My mug still has a wisp of steam rising. He is shoveling cereal into his mouth, absorbed in his phone.

�????�???�??�?�¢??Morning,�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?� I say, and he grunts in response.

For a moment, I let myself stare at him. It�????�???�??�?�¢??s hard to believe that the soft-centered little boy who would cry when his hands got sticky with propolis from the hives can now lift a super full of forty pounds of honey as if it weighs no more than his hockey stick. Asher is over six feet tall, but even as he was growing, he was never ungainly. He moves with the kind of grace you find in wildcats, the ones that can steal away a kitten or a chick before you even realize they�????�???�??�?�¢??ve gone. Asher has my blond hair and the same ghost-green eyes, for which I have always been grateful. He carries his father�????�???�??�?�¢??s last name, but if I also had to see Braden every time I looked at my son, it would be that much harder.

I catalog the breadth of his shoulders, the damp curls at the nape of his neck; the way the tendons in his forearms shift and play as he scrolls through his texts. It�????�???�??�?�¢??s shocking, sometimes, to be confronted with this when a second ago he sat on my shoulders, trying to pull down a star and unravel a thread of the night.

�????�???�??�?�¢??No practice this morning?�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?� I ask, taking a sip of my coffee. Asher has been playing hockey as long as we�????�???�??�?�¢??ve lived here; he skates as effortlessly as he walks. He was made captain as a junior and reelected this year, as a senior. I never can remember whether they have rink time before school or after, as it changes daily.

His lips tug with a slight smile, and he types a response into his phone, but doesn�????�???�??�?�¢??t answer.

�????�???�??�?�¢??Hello?�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?� I say. I slip a piece of bread into the ancient toaster, which is jerry-rigged with duct tape that occasionally catches on fire. Breakfast for me is always toast and honey, never in short supply.

�????�???�??�?�¢??I guess you have practice later,�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?� I try, and then provide the answer that Asher doesn�????�???�??�?�¢??t. �????�???�??�?�¢??Why yes, Mom, thanks for taking such an active interest in my life.�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?�

I fold my arms across my boxy cable-knit sweater. �????�???�??�?�¢??Am I too old to wear this tube top?�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?� I ask lightly.


�????�???�??�?�¢??I�????�???�??�?�¢??m sorry I won�????�???�??�?�¢??t be here for dinner, but I�????�???�??�?�¢??m running away with a cult.�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?�

I narrow my eyes. �????�???�??�?�¢??I posted that naked photo of you as a toddler on Instagram for Throwback Thursday.�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?�

Asher grunts noncommittally. My toast pops up; I spread it with honey and slide into the chair directly across from Asher. �????�???�??�?�¢??I�????�???�??�?�¢??d really prefer that you not use my Mastercard to pay for your Pornhub subscription.�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?�

His eyes snap to mine so fast I think I can hear his neck crack. �????�???�??�?�¢??What?�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?�

�????�???�??�?�¢??Oh, hey,�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?� I say smoothly. �????�???�??�?�¢??Nice to have your attention.�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?�

Asher shakes his head, but he puts down his phone. �????�???�??�?�¢??I didn�????�???�??�?�¢??t use your Mastercard,�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?� he says.

�????�???�??�?�¢??I know.�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?�

�????�???�??�?�¢??I used your Amex.�????�???�??�?�¢?�????�???�??�?�

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Discussion Questions

1. What surprised you about MAD HONEY? Did you have any emotional reactions? Discuss.

2. Both Olivia and Lily share a love for fun facts, especially about bees. What is the significance of having these bee facts in the book? Is there one that particularly stood out to you?

3. Olivia’s chapters move forward in time while Lily’s move backward. How did this affect the story’s narrative and the way information was revealed? Why do you think the authors specifically chose to focus the points of view on Olivia and Lily?

4. In many ways, Asher and Lily are two sides of the same coin. How does Asher’s relationship with Braden (or lack thereof) mirror Lily’s relationship with her own father, and how does this contrast with the relationships they have with their mothers?

5. Do you believe someone who hits and abuses their partner can ever change? And if you were in Olivia’s shoes, would you be worried about the potential cycle of abuse that could pass from parent to child? If so, what steps may you have tried to take to prevent this?

6. Did you agree or disagree with Olivia’s decision to keep Braden’s abuse a secret from Asher? Knowing what we know about the things Olivia and Asher hid from each other, does this ultimately do more to help or hurt Asher?

7. Do you believe that love between a parent and child can be unconditional? Are some actions, taken by either the parent or child, beyond redemption and deemed unforgiveable? Discuss.

8. Was the volatility of Lily’s relationship with Asher a red flag (a sign that a person will turn out to be --- or is --- a bad or problematic partner), or something that could be chalked up to a teenage relationship?

9. At one point, Jordan snaps at Asher and says, “The truth has no place in a court of law, goddammit.... And since the prosecution’s already painted you as an abuser and a liar, how good do you actually think your word is?” In what ways do the procedures of this trial --- and the larger justice system --- affect Asher and the other witnesses?

10. The court of public opinion impacts all the characters involved in the case, something we’ve seen continuously play out in contemporary society, especially with the popularity of social media and instant access to the news cycle. Do you think it’s fair for casual observers to take sides and make assumptions about events they see and hear, and why do you think we, as a society, are so drawn to doing this?

11. What did you think when you learned that Lily was trans? And which societal factors in your life may have affected how you felt about this?

12. During Elizabeth’s conversation with Olivia, she says, “You know what they say: if you’ve met one trans person, you’ve...met one trans person. What’s true for Lily might not be true for someone else.” Which other movies, shows and/or books offer genuine depictions of the trans characters and stories featured?

13. How did you think Lily died before it was revealed in the end? Did you make certain assumptions about other characters, and who was your prime suspect?

14. One of Olivia’s beehives is attacked by a bear, and she springs into action to save the bees, even as she knows it’s a lost cause. What does this symbolize within the larger story?

15. What do you think about the prosecutor’s decision not to charge Maya? Do you think Mike is correct in assuming that Ava prefers this as well? Why or why not?

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