Beware of Chicken 4 (Beware of Chicken, #4)

by CasualFarmer

We didn’t have any pesticides, so the fields were always rife with things looking to steal a portion of my harvest. So we had to resort to older methods. Namely unleashing a horde of chickens.

“The heavens favour children and fools.”

There was nothing like nearly dying to light a fire under someone’s ass,

“The truly strong do as they wish. Just smile and nod, Granddaughter.”

Saving the world always seemed a bit too abstract and unreachable to me. Feeding a neighbor in need? That I could do.