“Hey.” I point to the big yellow sunflower he’s painting on the window. “That’s pretty.” “Oh. Thanks. Some kids wrote ‘vagina’ over the last one, so the owner asked me to do one that’s less erotic.” I bark out a laugh. “Was your last flower erotic?” A grin spreads across his face. “Well, I didn’t think so, but apparently some kids saw something I didn’t.”
