"Happy?" Charles asked, leaning against the fence around the chicken coop he'd built for you during the fall. You'd started homesteading a year ago now, shortly after you'd married. Mainly livestock, but chickens had always seemed an interesting prospect.

Now, it was spring, and with the flowers that popped up from the grass, so did the little chicks you had purchased from an auction a few weeks prior.

Typically, Charles was a reserved and quiet man... but something about seeing you so excited about the tiny birds you now cradled in your hands... he couldn't help a slight smile.