I never had seen anything so pretty. I'd forgotten how they looked. The way they sat there, smooth and perfect, gave me a shiver of pleasure. Cee asked him. But, thank goodness, he shook his head.
Some folks still has hens.
Mr. Allen's got his underneath the floorboards, trained to hush when someone comes. He closes the trapdoor, and there's not a peep. Chickens don't fuss in the dark anyway. They think they been swallowed, they think it's doomsday. Daddy said let Henderson take the boys.