SKIN E.CHIK hit Chicago on a hot summer day in July, 2000.There was a sadness in her heart like she had never felt before.The friends she left behind had thrown a huge party for her. It was a wonderful event with everyone wishing her luck and drinking toast after toast. They also helped her find a budget flight on the next plane out of DFW so, she hopped that big steel bird, back to The Windy City. Deep in her knowledge, she'd excepted it as the end.

Ahh yes! but, this could also be the begining. It was death and rebirth all wrapped up, in a two hour flight, for this feathered friend. The air was filled with a melancholy flavor as the jet planes wheels, made impact with the landing strip. SKIN E. understood life with a broadness she had not possessed when she'd first left home so many years ago. Life in the fast lane, had been very good to her and, this was a planned and voluntary movement.

The Old Hen was using a walker when Skin E. met her at the front door. It was a sight that did not match the memories in her mind. Old Hen had mostly been a tuff old bird and this walker did not lend itself to Skin E.'s image of her Mother. Just the same, it was a special homecoming and all the Hatch made their way around to visit.

The Eggsters were all settled in this area, except for the youngest and, those who have passed. Skin E. was going to get the chance to really get to know her nephews and nieces, who were all-mostly grown up. They too were settled near by 'cept for the youngest who was still with her Mom. They had left for Nevada just a month before SKIN E.'s return. This was a big part of why SKIN E. had reasoned to herself, that it was best to go back, while the Old Hen could still cackle real loud. Besides,Old Hen needed someone to comfort her since the little Eggster flew the coop.

All the Hatch had come to visit, wined her, dined her, and brought her up to score on the latest events of the farm. Old Hen's knee was healing fine and she had tossed that walker to the wayside. Grandma, as she was fondly called by all, was feeling her strength return and did not need the assistance of SKIN E. CHIK like she had in the first few weeks. They had rehashed the past enough and the old coop was as clean as SKIN E. could get it. Now she was running out of busy work and what was she to do?

Technically the days were growing shorter but, the days were getting so long for SKIN E. that she was starting to have awful daydreams and nightmares of what was to come of her life. She did not fit in with all these Yankee Chickens with all their peculiar ways. Her biggest fear was that she had jumped out of the frying pan and into the...........NO, Can't bring myself to put it down in words! Barbecued Chicken is a FAVORITE FOOD of many tribes, you know? Don't want people to think this is a menu for some fancy restaurant.

This is a story about a chicken!

She was beginning to think her relocating was a big mistake. It was fine to visit but there was nothing SKIN E. CHIK felt she could relate to. There was nobody to go fishing with and she didn't have a friend around. All her old friends had gone away long ago. She had spent a good bit of time with her "next to", eggster, Windy. They were pretty close growing up, but so much time had passed them by. SKIN E. had planned to stay on, at the eggsters place before she made the trip. Now it was obvious that this idea, was not a good idea. Windy Sister Chik was all off on her own agenda and SKIN E. did not fit the criteria for a coop-mate. This move was a certain mistake, what was she to do?.

Skin E. expressed to Windy that she was concerned for her future in this new environment. She told her that she missed her friends back in Texas and that she was actually thinking of going back. Windy did not want to see that happen. She told SKIN E. that what she needed was, to get out and make new friends. That sounded easy enough but, where was she to go? The bar scene was far behind her lifestyle now. She did not see a Church of her orientation in the area. It was not like she had a bunch of cash to spend to make her way around. SKIN E. did not have wheels and no personal phone, no job, no NOTHIN! She was lost and forlorn.

There was no way Windy was going to let SKIN E. go back to Texas without a fight. They had been apart for 30 years and Windy liked having the big eggster around the farm. It was time for Windy to resort to extreme measures. She had sworn off the corn syrup quite a few years back but this called for severe action. Windy decided to take SKIN E. out dancing. She knew of a private little chicken coop where the ladies could let their feathers fly free without worry of cock invasions. Windy had not been to this particular establishment for many moons but she knew that a certain number of regulars would surely be attending. All she had to do was figure out a way to drag SKIN E. off the roost.

The best idea she could come up with was to trick her. She devised a devious scheme to exploit her plot. She would blatantly lie and say they were going out for popcorn with a friend. Windy knew that SKIN E. had a weakness for the fluffy kernals of white. There was no way she would pass up an invitation like that. It was all done but the crowing. Windy called up her friend Chic N. Lyl and relayed the plan. They were to gather at dusk.

Hope you enjoyed this episode of the Adventures of SKIN E. CHIK. Stay tuned for the May Issue to see what happens when Windy and Chic N. LyL get SKIN E. on the dance floor with BIG O. CHK, You All Come Back Now!

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