 He released it and let it go again. And, of course, the little girl was terrified. It was buzzing around her face. You know how bees do. And she was so afraid. And the father looked down at his precious little girl and said, Don't worry, honey. He can't hurt you anymore. His stinger is in my hand. He can't sting you anymore. He can't hurt you anymore. He might buzz around and frighten you.