Bella the Chicken Lover
Come to Jesus, Where All is Love
"Nothing!" Recluse said ripping his wing away from Myrtle's grip. "You don't have to know everything! Some things should be kept secret!" Recluse looked at Frieda, who was giving him a pleading look not to tell Myrtle.*frieda is sick. Recluse is sick. Loess and Rose are sick. Clearly there is something wrong. * Myrtle thought.
“Yes. Go check on her. Go!” Hatikvah replied, reading her mind.
Myrtle flew off to Frieda’s den, and was surprised to find Recluse there. As he started to fly away, she grabbed his wing, along with Frieda’s. “Just what is going on here?” She asked sharply.