Chapter 28

"They're sick," Daniel said. "Doesn't your Book tell you how to care for them?"

"I'm a merchant, not a chicken farmer," the man said. "I'd hoped my son would get the Book for chicken farming, but he didn't. I don't think the birds are going to live much longer."

"I'm a chicken farmer back home," Daniel said. "These birds look very different from mine, but I think they need some gravel."

"Gravel?" the man said. "Why would they need gravel?"

"I have no idea." Daniel stooped to pick up some dust and let it run through his fingers. "But I have to make sure that my birds have access to the right kind of gravel."

"Joseph," the man shouted. A young boy came out of the tent that stood behind the chicken coop.

"Yes, Father," he said.

"This man says the chickens need gravel."

"Is that in his Book?" Joseph asked.