I Never Told You But
Trevor watched the wonder bloom on Simone’s face.
“Trev, aren’t these baby chicks the cutest things?” Simone muttered. “And listen to them, cheep, cheep,” she giggled. “Gad, how cute can you get? Can I pick one up?”
Trevor grinned at her delight. “Of course, you can pick ’em up. Be gentle, cradling them in your palms. Don’t squeeze too hard ’cause they’re fragile. They’re less than a week old.”