Chapter 40

Mama Audrey

The morning was fresh, soft rays of light bouncing into my room through the little opening between the curtains. I laid on the bed with thoughts of my farm and how my little birds were coping without me.

Nearly ten years of raising birds and other animals, and the life has become a part of me. So even though my farm was in capable hands, I still couldn’t evade the feeling of emptiness that stirred gently in my soul when I remembered that I wouldn’t be throwing feeds at the chicks this morning.

A stroll could help, I thought. I rose up, stretching my limbs as...