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continued.
    “Scratch is kind of like candy
for chickens. It's a bunch of grains they love, all mixed together.
Anyhow they're all out now, let's see if they've left us some eggs
this morning.”
    Jake ducked into the shed through a
man-sized door. He came out smiling with a small basket holding four
eggs.
    “That ought to do for breakfast
for the two of us.”
    A single small brown chicken exited the
second door Jake had opened. It immediately announced its presence to
the world. Andi decided that it must be the rooster since the sound
it made reminded her vaguely of the classic 'cock-a-doodle-doo'.
    “Anyhow, those are my ladies.
That bum is just a bum, he'll keep squawking like that all day long
until I put him back in his coop. The ladies pay their way with eggs
though and are much more quiet. I've only been keeping the rooster
alive because I thought I might need to start breeding my own
chickens.”
    “Oh,” Andi exclaimed, “will
these ones keep laying so you get eggs every day?”
    “Yes, as long as I can keep them
fed. They'll forage for a lot of their food, that's why I have the
big enclosure. But I need to add grains to their diet if they're
going to stay healthy and keep laying.”
    Andi's mind was swarming with ideas, Jake's got a big garden, surely it provides more than one
person needs. He's got chickens so he has meat and eggs as well. I
thought I'd given up finding a place to work for my keep but maybe...
One more shot, I'll try it. I bet I can get him to keep me around, I
saw the way he was staring at my breasts. If it comes down to it,
I'll gladly whore myself out for some security and regular meals. All
my other options are worse, so what do I have to lose?
    Andi carefully kept her thoughts from
showing on her face.
    “That's nice. You were saying
something about breakfast?” was all she said.
    “Yeah, I need to set up my stove
though. For now I'm just using a propane grill but once things settle
down more I've got a wood stove I'll use for cooking. I just don't
want to put up a trail of smoke leading to the house right now. Come
on in.”
    Jake led the way back around to the
front of the house. This time when he went in, he held the door for
Andi. She entered the house and looked around. The room was brightly
lit, primarily from the sunlight streaming in through the window.
There was also a string of what looked like Christmas lights tacked
up around the top of the room. She didn't think they were on but
couldn't tell due to the bright sunlight.
    Jake moved past her, closing the door
behind him, and left the room. She followed him into a small kitchen
where he laid a board over the sink and opened the window above it.
He moved the camping stove he had mentioned onto the board and
started it.
    “You need good ventilation for
these, so I'll only run it inside if it's right under an open
window.”
    She watched him pull a loaf of bread
from a cloth bag on the counter. It looked slightly irregular, like
the artisan breads she'd occasionally purchased, and the irregularity
triggered a thought for her.
    “Where did you get the bread? Is
there a bakery still open near here?”
    “Nah, there's nothing open, I
baked it myself. I don't worry so much about the smoke at night so I
can fire up the wood stove and use it then. I baked last night. I'm
not too surprised you didn't smell the smoke though, it tends to
drift down along the valley and dissipate from the breeze. It does
drift up over the ridges some farther down which is why I'm careful
about when I use the stove.”
    “I don't get it. You baked bread?
How? Why?”
    “Because if I want it, I have to
make it myself and I happen to like bread. So I bake it a couple of
times a week. As to how, it's an easy recipe.”
    “No, I mean how do you still have
the ingredients to make it.”
    “Oh, I get you now. Do you
promise not to laugh?”
    Andi nodded, being careful not to drool
as she did so. Just the thought of eating a slice of bread had