honeybee reached to the back of her head and ran her fingers across a sticky spot in her hair . did she have a shoulder to cry on ? regardless , she stayed put , only occasionally opening her eyes to stare at the ceiling or look through the front window . `` that does n't make any sense , '' he muttered , almost to himself . i clearly ca n't get him out of my head , so i 'm inventing men who look like him . 