Gemotions

From the moment the doorbell rang, Miles was practically buzzing. He’d just finished a particularly satisfying Sudoku puzzle and was feeling invincible. He skipped to the door.

There stood Sarah, his across-the-street neighbor, looking apologetic. "Miles, do you have a moment?"

"Sarah! Right on time!" He grinned, his teeth flashing. "What's the big idea?"

She hesitated. "I was wondering... could I maybe use some of your yard to grow some herbs? My kitchen feels…empty."

Miles let out a whoop. "Herbs! Fabulous! But only if you promise to let me harvest the rosemary! And the basil. And maybe the thyme. We can have a herb-themed potluck, you know. Imagine!" He clasped his hands together, imagining the possibilities. "We'll need to figure out the sunniest spot, then the fun begins!"