Turkey Farm

Robert C. Waggoner

Copyright 2017 By Robert C. Waggoner

Smashwords Edition

Turkey Farm

The sign read over the driveway: 'T.G. Givins Turkey Farm'. Young Billy Leggs read the sign and said to his parents, who were driving around on a Sunday in early November, "Hey, I want to see the turkey farm, please."

"I don't see why not," said his father as he slowed and turned into the long driveway leading to the T- farm. He continued, "Maybe they have some sample turkey legs for the Legg family!"

Father broke out laughing and so did mother. Billy caught the joke and he too cracked up. Meanwhile, his sister, chewing gum as if it was going out of style, shook her teen age head and scowled.

Billy said, "Maybe we can buy a turkey and have it for turkey day?"

"I don't think so, son," said dad. ''Besides your sister wouldn't like a turkey in her bedroom speaking turkey talk."

"Very funny, Dad," said Gibbie. "No way am I letting a stinking turkey in my bedroom. That sick and if you do I'll go stay with Fanny!"

Father pulled into a parking place that was reserved for guests. There were a few cars, but not many. From the enclosed fenced area, three young toms were staring at the new comers. T-1 said, "Here come some more lookie loos."

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