Chapter 25
The strident buzzing of his alarm woke Ward. He rolled over and switched it off. He stretched, yawned, and then sat up on the edge of his bed. It was still dark. The days were getting shorter. He didn’t mind so much getting up and milking during the summer when it was light in the mornings, but once it was dark in fall, it was a lot harder. However, the cows didn’t seem to care. Milking time was the same every day whether it was light or dark, hot or cold, rainy, snowy, or bone dry.
Sleepily Ward got up and wandered down the hall to the bathroom. The door was closed. He knocked.
“Joe! You gonna be long? I gotta piss.”
“Just hold it, damn it, I’m busy!”
“If I piss in the hall cuz you’re whacking off again—”
“Use Dad and Mom’s.”
“Joe, come on. I really gotta go. I don’t wan
