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nce for big feathers and rubbery red stuff。”
“Well； e to think of it； chickens have that rubbery red stuff； too。 Just not as much of it。”
I rolled my eyes at him and was about to say； Forget it； I'll just ask Juli； but then he says； “I'll
e with you if you want。”
“Seriously？”
“Yeah； dude。 Seriously。”
And that； my friend； is how I wound up spying over the Bakers' back fence with Garrett
Anderson at three…thirty that afternoon。 Not my choice of
covert operations； but a necessary one in order to report back to my dad that night at dinner。
We got there fast； too。 The bell rang and we basically charged off campus because I figured
if we got to the Bakers' quick enough； we could look
and leave before Juli was anywhere near her house。 We didn't even drop off our backpacks。
We went straight down the alley and started spying。
It's not really necessary to look over the Bakers' fence。 You can see almost as well looking
through it。 But Garrett kept sticking his head up； so I
figured I should too； although in the back of my mind I was aware that Garrett didn't have to
live in this neighborhood — I did。
The backyard was a mess。 Big surprise。 The bushes were out of control； there was some
kind of hodgepodge wood…and…wire coop off to one
side； and the yard wasn't grass； it was highly fertilized dirt。
Garrett was the first to notice their dog； sacked out on the patio between two sorry…looking
folding chairs。 He points at him and says； “You think
he's going to give us trouble？”
“We're not going to be here long enough to get in trouble！ Where are those stupid chickens？”
“Probably in the coop；” he says； then picks up a rock
