“I don’t get up at the ass-crack of dawn for just anyone.” “Technically, it’s not dawn yet,” I point out, trying and failing not to like his words too much. “The gooch of day, then.” I snigger. “Do me a favor and don’t wish anyone gooch morning.” “You’re going to take all the fun out of today, aren’t you?” “I’ll let you have fun. I’m just stating up front that I’m banning all mention of body parts.” “But what if someone says they want balls in their flowers?” He points at a bunch where most of the flowers haven’t bloomed yet. “Those are buds. The stick part is a stem—if you call it a shaft,
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