Who’s Beth?” Keri asked.
“The bartender at your wedding.”
“Oh, that’s right. How could I forget when
my husband almost got thrown out of our own
reception for trying to hire her like a hooker or
something.”
“What’s a hooker?” Bobby asked.
Keri’s island tan flushed pink. “Oops.”
“You put it on the end of a fishing pole,
dummy,” Brian explained.
Bobby frowned. “Uncle Joe tried to hire a
worm?

Autore: Shannon Stacey