Milkman Always Rings Twice: My First Week as a Dairy Farm Wife

I married a dairy farmer for his kind eyes and the family land. I didn't read the fine print about the "e;family tradition."e; Now I'm standing in a sterile parlor at 5 AM, wearing a ridiculous halter, and he's explaining the difference between a cluster and a pulsator like it's normal breakfast conversation. My new husband is many things. Subtle is not one of them.My name is Chloe. I was a barist...