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“Right。”
He sighed; then took that bite of noodles and chewed it for the longest time。
It felt like I was sinking fast; but I couldn't figure out why。 So I tried to bail out with; “And you
guys can go ahead and eat those eggs; but there's no
way I'm going to touch them; so don't even ask。”
My mother's looking back and forth from my dad to me while she eats her salad; and I can
tell she's waiting for him to address my adventure as a
neighborhood operative。 But since he's not saying anything; she clears her throat and says;
“Why's that?”
“Because there's … well; there's …I don't know how to say this nicely。”
“Just say it;” my father snaps。
“Well; there's; you know; excrement everywhere。”
“Oh; gross!” my sister says; throwing down her fork。
“You mean chicken droppings?” my mother asks。
“Yeah。 There's not even a lawn。 It's all dirt and; uh; you know; chicken turds。 The chickens
walk in it and peck through it and…”
“Oh; gross!” Lyta wails。
“Well; it's true!”
Lyta stands up and says; “You expect me to eat after this?” and stalks out of the room。
“Lyta! You have to eat something;” my mother calls after her。
“No; I don't!” she shouts back; then a second later she sticks her head back into the dining
room and says; “And don't expect me to eat any of
those eggs either; Mother。 Does the word salmonella mean anything to you?”