“we drove past the honey sign” by Sasha in her bed

Saturday January 7, 2016
5 minutes
Summer of My Amazing Luck
Miriam Toews

We drove past the honey sign and Bogert said, “Let’s stop and get some.” I don’t even like honey much, but Bogert does and so I said, “Okay.” The honey farmer wore a wide brimmed hat and had a little moustache. I thought, “What a pretty man,” and Bogert told me later that he’d seen me blush asking that man about all the different types of honey. Orange blossom and elderflower and all kinds of stuff. Bogert chose the kind he wanted and we were almost on our way when that honey farmer said, “Would you like to join me and Elyse for lunch?”