"El, El," his name was whispered urgently through the peephole of the chicken coop as Lily peeked out at him, trying to ignore the sounds of clucking behind her.
Privacy wasn't exactly ample here at the lighthouse, and the times when they could be alone Lily usually spent distracted by just how creepy the lighthouse was at night, but midday, while close enough to the lighthouse that suits weren't needed with all the ample room one of the chicken coops on the grounds provided? It seemed like as good as place as any had been lately to send him a note to come meet her and wait among the handful of hens still pecking the ground inside the coop for him to arrive.
action, beans in the chicken coop.
Privacy wasn't exactly ample here at the lighthouse, and the times when they could be alone Lily usually spent distracted by just how creepy the lighthouse was at night, but midday, while close enough to the lighthouse that suits weren't needed with all the ample room one of the chicken coops on the grounds provided? It seemed like as good as place as any had been lately to send him a note to come meet her and wait among the handful of hens still pecking the ground inside the coop for him to arrive.