Driving a rural Ohio
road we'd never traveled before, passed a stream and four cows running, one after the other, while six others waited
behind calmly munching grass. One must
have had the idea to run and it looked fun so others tried it.
A sign read: brown eggs; she pulled in. Two half-black kids playing in the yard, a
man with a green Senegal
parrot on his shoulder slipped into the trailer and a woman on a crutch came
out to speak to Meri.
They walked to the coup and found seven eggs. Meri paid a dollar and later in the car said,
"A dozen would be a dollar fifty," if they had found that many, "was the
price okay?" I wasn't picky, eggs
fresh out of the roost, seems the price was okay. Oh, and the woman tried to give Meri a puppy.
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