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Lowell asked.
Lowell had raised chickens for as
long as I could remember. He was
more proficient at it than anyone I
knew, having perfected it to a science.
“You know,” he said, “it was
Lucille’s fault we raised chickens. I
didn’t want the disgusting things, but
she insisted she would take care of
them. But when she got sick, you can
guess who got the job!”
“Oh, fiddlesticks!” Lucille snorted.
“You know darn well you were more
attached to those chickens than
anyone!”
She then turned to me. “You
know, since Lowell retired, he has
pretty much driven me crazy, hanging
around all the time. Why, sometimes
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