Caught

This is first person :)

"I told you not to come," she said.

"I know," I said, softly, "but you know you need my help."

"No, I don't. I did this, so it's my responsibility," she said looking away.

"Then why did you call me?"

"I hung up before you answered," she said, now bending down, beginning to yank.

"You know, I knew what the call was about. You need help, just admit it and I help you get rid of it."

With a furrowed brow, she said, "fine."

"It's easy," I chuckled, "no need to dig a big hole and bury it. I brought the stuff to melt it down."

"Melt it down? Won't that stink," she said stepping back.

I tilted my head, "I brought that container. Come on now."

She walked over to it, pulling it forward and shouted, "well? Help, now, please."

A small laugh snuck out of me again as I whispered, "you know, I've been working these hives and cleaning up beeswax for far too long. You'll get better at it. I promise."

"Thanks Uncle Don," she said, "this is actually a pretty easy way to get the wax off."

"Told ya," I said with a grin.