"Now to the menagerie."He gave her a coat from the pegs, then he took her round the farmyard, showing her the chicken run. "I need to move it soon, th...ey've scratched most of the grubs out of this ground."The pigs were inside their 'house'."A bit cold for them," he explained. "They're just about ready to go." You'll sell them?" They will go for slaughter," he said. "I'll get some of the meat – as much as I can deal with." Oh." She was quiet, as she looked at the two animals."They aren't pets,. “You make a nice girl Imogen” and she laughed again and stalked away.The walk home was like a dream and a nightmare in one. By now it was dark and although it was usually only a 5 minute walk I tried to keep out of people’s way and avoid meeting people. Eventually I reached the back gate to our garden and I gingerly edged the door open, wary of bumping into my parents. With the coast clear I crept over the paving stones and through the back door, up the stairs and safely back into my bedroom.I. Once I was seated, she passed me the coffee, electricallyraised my legs so that my toes were just in front of her and slid themules off my feet."My, dear, you haven't looked after these, have you? I will have to tidythem up as best I can, then when they have grown a bit, we can shapethem and make them much prettier."She placed a small sponge between each of the toes, and started toscrape, buff and file each nail in turn. As she worked, she chattedincessantly. In particular, she explained what. I had spent a lot of time while growing up on several farms.Allen easily found the correct street, and we cruised along it looking for the Witch’s address. We soon pulled up in front of an unremarkable looking house. There was a car in the driveway, that was similar to Allen’s, but it was a newer model being only a year or two old.“Is that her car?” I asked to be sure.“It looks like it,” he answered.“Do you have any tools to remove the license plate from the front of the car?” I asked.“Yes, I.