Hog Heaven
“The few times he’d bought flowers for a woman, he’d ordered them by phone, like a normal American male. Or he’d grabbed a discount bouquet at the grocery store on the way back from the beer aisle. Nothing unmanly about that. He always figured the women in your check-out line thought you were being romantic, and the guys all knew you were just trying to get lucky that night.
But now here he was, inside a flower shop for the first time, and the first thing he noticed, being honest, was that i...t smelled pretty good. Like a bunch of flowers. Duh. And they also had some kind of music playing in the background. Not country or rock or pop. He didn’t know how to classify it. Just soft, quiet music, with a woman singing, although he couldn’t make out any of the lyrics. Or maybe she was just making sounds instead of words.
“I don’t see Armando,” Billy Don said.
“Me, neither, and this place ain’t that big. You sure this is the right one?”MoreLess
But now here he was, inside a flower shop for the first time, and the first thing he noticed, being honest, was that i...t smelled pretty good. Like a bunch of flowers. Duh. And they also had some kind of music playing in the background. Not country or rock or pop. He didn’t know how to classify it. Just soft, quiet music, with a woman singing, although he couldn’t make out any of the lyrics. Or maybe she was just making sounds instead of words.
“I don’t see Armando,” Billy Don said.
“Me, neither, and this place ain’t that big. You sure this is the right one?”MoreLess
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