and then Matt-or-Mike put his hands up and said, “Shhh! Shhh! Everybody quiet. Here goes!”
The snake stopped moving, then flexed. And as it flexed, we could hear the eggs crunch inside him.
“Oh, gross!” the girls wailed. “Whoa, dude!” the guys all said.
Mike and Matt smiled at each other real big and said, “Dinner is served!”
I tried to act cool about the snake, but the truth is I started having bad dreams about the thing swallowing eggs.
And rats. And cats. And me. Then the real-life nightmare began.
One morning about two weeks after the boa show in Skyler’s garage, Juli appears on our doorstep, and what’s she got in her hands?
A half-carton of eggs. She bounces around like it’s Christmas, saying, “Hiya, Bryce!
Remember Abby and Bonnie and Clyde and Dexter? Eunice and Florence?”
I just stared at her. Somehow I remembered Santa’s reindeer a little different than that.
You know… my chickens? The ones I hatched for the science fair last year?
Oh, right. How could I forget.” “They’re laying eggs!She pushed the carton into my hands.
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