The chickens were excited when Mélanie went out to feed them, clucking away at something. Mélanie tensed, worried she was going to find something strange in the pen again — but it was only one of the rescued former slaves, clucking back at them. He jumped when Mélanie approached.
“Oh, sorry! I just– I used to be in charge of the animals–“
“If you want to feed them and get the eggs, I’d appreciate it. I’ll go turn the horses out into their paddock then.” If they were going to have company long-term – and House seemed to think they would – they might want to think about getting a rooster around and hatching some more chickens. “The food’s kept right over here, in the barn.” Continue reading