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I shift into Fun Farm Aunt mode “There are chickens Roosters, chickens, all of the around”

“Struttin’,” he mimics, and I hear the smile in his little voice

“Well that’s what they’re doing Standing out there in the ” onto the end of “picking,” but I guess I don’t do it all the way because Margot giggles

“Pickin’,”she echoes

“There’s so, fat milk cows They lie dohen the rain comes…sometimes, anyway”

“Do they stick their feet up in the air like this?” I see Margot’s feet stick up behind the truck’s front seat

“Nope They just sort of curl up so the lightning doesn’t strike them”

“What else?” Oliver asks

“Well, I have a horse, remember?”

“Can he be ot asks, and I smirk

“He’s a she And you already have a horse that’s co to live here”

“Oh yeah!”

“I want to ride your horse e get there, Aunt June” Oliver yawns after he says it

“I think it ht for that”

“It won’t be!”

“I think he’ll be sleeping”

“Will you put my Batman covers on my bed?” he asks

“They won’t be washed yet, but—”

“That doesn’t bother me!”

“So then…yeah” I nod slowly Pushover “I’ll put it on, and Mar, your Frozen stuff, too”

“No one ever calls me Mar”

Well, shit “Margot” Pronounced Mar-goh Surefire way to confuse every teacher froh the tiny local high school “My bad, little lady”

She giggles “No one ever calls me little lady either”

“I want to hear that ain,” Oliver says

I turn up the country We’re winning with so friends in low places, I can sort of sense theas refill outside Albany, I find theging for some neck pillows I make a mental note to try to find some—somewhere cheap Maybe the dollar store