36 THE UNUSUAL FLOCK

CHAPTER 36 THE UNUSUAL FLOCK Another flock of geese was approaching the farm. But this flock was unusual. It wasn't flying south, like the others. It was flying north, in a perfect V formation, and it was led by a young, graceful goose. The flock flew once around the farm buildings and then delicately touched down in the barnyard. The leader whispered some words to the others, and then

he fluttered in through the barn door. The cows looked up from their stalls as the goose perched himself on a railing near the middle of the barn. Then the goose cleared his throat, shook his tail feathers, and announced to the herd, "I am looking for a robot named Roz. My name is Brightbill. I am her son."