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Jack turned around, facing the beanstalk. When he grabbed hold of it with the cage with the hen under one arm, he peered behind him, searching for Sam, but he had vanished along with the threat of Master and Slave’s pursuit. He squeezed the flesh-like surface of the beanstalk with all his strength. He catapulted down the stem faster and faster and faster. Booming claps of thunder shook the beanstalk as Jack slid down it very fast. He saw lightning bolts zig-zag across the sky, two seconds after each rumbling. His heart beat rapidly, until he reached the ground, where he slowed, falling gently on his butt.
Lorene came out of the house in a drenching rain. “Where have you been, Jack? I’ve been worried. Zeke and Adam were asking for you.”
Setting the cage on the ground, Jack pulled the cloth off. “Lay an egg,” Jack said.
Fluttering its wings, a golden egg plopped on the floor of the cage.
“Lay an egg,” he said again and a golden egg dropped again. Each time he commanded, “Lay an egg,” the chicken laid another golden egg.
The poor widow was mighty impressed.
Zeke and Adam came to see the spectacle of the hen laying gold eggs in the drenching rain.
“What are you going to do with all this gold, build a new house?” Zeke chuckled with jest.
“I suppose you and Adam deserve a raise.”
Jack’s suggestion was met with appreciation.
“We’ll improve the prosperity of the farm. It’s time we had a tractor. And built a bigger barn.”
“Yes, a raise is long overdue.” Lorene was pleased with her son’s ambition and consideration to share their wealth with their farmhands.
“Jack,” Zeke questioned his young boss, “I detect a bright sparkle in your eyes. Something more than these gold eggs.” Zeke had seen that glitter in his eyes the first time after they made love. Only this time, the luster in his eyes was extremely bright, a sign indicative of a man in love.
“I see it too,” Adam agreed. “It’s the look of love.” Adam’s lips scowled jealousy. His beady brown eyes scoffed disapproval. “Don’t forget about your two farmhands. Jack.”
“Adam, give the kid a break. He’s young. He needs to experiment with guys his own age.” Zeke patted Jack on his shoulder, signaling his approval. “Tell us about this man you met.”
Jack’s face blushed a shiny bright red, glistening with the moisture of the rain. “Yes, I have met a man. He saved my life when I fled from the Giants with their hen that lays gold eggs. Where he lives, the people don’t wear clothes. They run around naked.”
“You mean to say, there are people like us living in the clouds above?” Adam laughed, refusing to believe what Jack had just revealed.
“I think he is dazed,” Zeke offered his opinion. “Maybe Jack was hit by lightning on his way down the beanstalk.” He joined in Adam’s laughter
“Wait a minute. These people walk around without clothes? I suppose the men always have erections too. Some fantasy world. You must take me there next time you go.” Adam laughed, his hands clutching the knots in his stomach from his laughter. “And Giants, too, Jack?” Adam laughed so hard, his head and shoulders keeled over in roll, like a teasing school boy, enjoying a successful prank.
“Come, Jack.” His mother smiled at Zeke and Adam. “Let’s find a special place for this hen. We’ll have a busy day tomorrow if we’re going to build a bigger barn. Zeke and Adam, you better wash up. Dinner’s almost ready.”