9SpiceyChickens
Free Ranging
Charles swept Sephora onto the dance floor as an bouncy tune struck up. It a minute for him to stop staring at her and start a conversation. "So how long will you be here?" Charles chirped. While dipping the beautiful hen.
"The rest of the year. " She said, spinning with her wing out, "You?" Her voice sounded as beautiful as the wind.
She seemed perfect. But she had a flaw. No one knew what it was.