out pretty great because they hatched out during the
fair that night。 My whole family came； and even though Matt and Mike only watched for about
two minutes before they took off to look at some other
demonstration； my mom and dad stuck around for the whole thing。 Mom even picked Bonnie
up and nuzzled her。
That night after it was all over and I was packing up to go home； Mom asked； “So do these
go back to Mrs。 Brubeck now？”
“Do what go back to Mrs。 Brubeck？” I asked her。
“The chicks； Juli。 You're not planning to raise chickens； are you？”
To be honest； I hadn't thought beyond the hatch。 My focus had been strictly on bringing them
into the world。 But she was right—here they were。
Six fluffy little adorable chicks； each of which had a name and； I could already tell； its own
unique personality。
“I…I don't know；” I stammered。 “I'll ask Mrs。 Brubeck。”
I tracked down Mrs。 Brubeck； but I was praying that she didn't want me to give them back to
her friend。 After all； I'd hatched them。 I'd named them。
I'd saved them from mushy chick disease！ These little peepers were mine！
To my relief and my mother's horror； Mrs。 Brubeck said they were indeed mine。 All mine。
“Have fun；” she said； then zipped off to help Heidi
dismantle her exhibit on Bernoulli's law。
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Mom was quiet the whole way home； and I could tell—she wanted chickens li