My Childhood Happy Place Was Inside a Chicken Coop

Short Story

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My grandparents lived a quarter mile up the road from us; their homestead sat on around twenty acres — their house was a three-bedroom bungalow that Grandpa built with his own hands. There was a rough-shod fence that divided the “little” yard and the “big” yard. The adults told us to stay in the little yard when visiting, especially during seasons when large…