The relief of knowing it wasn’t hatching eggs quickly gave way to a new unease: how did it get into my son’s room at all? Maybe someone stepped in it outside and tracked it in without noticing. Maybe a pet carried it, thinking it was something to play with. Or maybe there’s a part of the story my son still isn’t ready to tell—and that mystery bothers me more than what I actually found.
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