without
hestitationIm not going in there
she squatted thumbs in the straps
of her overalls
Yasaid
you wanted to experience farming.
I did I do but not tha Thadoesnt have to be part of my experience
In my defence I have a history
A history? she stood
You grew up
in a Chicago suburb.
I did
You’re killing me. What possible
history, I can’t imagin . .
.
. I didnt either
Week after Easter on
my paper route I find two chicks in a mesh crate in the middle of the park I delivered papers out of my red Radio Flyer wagon Tossed the chicks on top finished my routes
tookem home keptem in the garage was thinking
when they got older wed have eggs
Turned out they were roosters
Ornery roosters
I aint goin in
You made that up.
I did not
she stepped towards him Look me in the eye.
Arya
tellin me the truth?
I didnt make it up
I believe you.
You know me better thantha
You like to pull people’s legs.
I do
AnI love pullin yours being
betweenem Not a story
So you have experience with
chickens.
Im not going in
Why?
stepping closer to her he tapped his
finger forward of his right temple behind the corner of his eye
See tha
she leaned forward thought for certain he was gonna
grab her headkiss her looked
starshaped scar
Yasee
I do.
A cock can put out someones eye
smiled slyly grabbed her head kissing her deeply so she couldnt
catch a breath to laugh
not a week earlier he had almost taken
hers
adlibbed Skull fuck
1732, Reggaefriday,
12 7. 24
1022, Sunday,
14 7. 24
Three Dog Night Out in the Country https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3gGn6t8Bog
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