Gemotions

The world felt charged with energy as Finn watched Mrs. Gable approach. He'd been meticulously arranging his garden gnomes, giving them silly little names and tiny hats. Now, the woman in her sensible shoes came with a request: prune the boundary-line pine. He felt a light feeling in his stomach as she spoke.

She mentioned the needles, the shade, the potential for disease. Finn listened, nodding, his mouth twitching slightly as he imagined the conversation. "Absolutely, Mrs. Gable," he said, holding back a suppressed snort.

He'd give it the most ridiculous haircut imaginable, he decided. A spiral topiary shaped like a giant ice cream cone! "But," he continued, holding up a finger, "before we do anything, I have a proposition. Tell me, what’s the silliest thing you’ve ever done? And, can you do it again?"