" I feel the spoon hit my forehead before falling to the hardwood in a loud clatter. “Oops.” Ember giggles. “What the hell was that for?” I ask, rubbing my head. “That was for having a penis.” “Why am I being punished because I have a dick?” “Because you’re breathing and thinking about using it. "

― Harper Sloan , When I'm With You (Hope Town, #3)