Egg

A Story by danny

generating swirling flight

EGG::

So, here’s what I’ll tell you, buddy. I want you to be strong because my womb isn’t going to protect you all your life. Try to be assertive and be compassionate and kind too. You’ll grow up and do whatever you’d want to do, because mumma and papa won’t be imposing their wishes on you.‘I wish I could travel alone,’ I always used to think.As I browsed through the other sections, I saw something strange. An old man sat behind his cart, away from the crowd of all the vendors in the marketplace. The strange part was that his cart was empty except for some half-dozen eggs.

I noticed him the next day and the day after as well.

“Has he sold all the eggs?” I used to ask myself.

I had never seen more than a dozen eggs in his cart.

One evening, I saw there were no eggs remaining in his cart, and yet he held to his position with a smile.“Can I ask you something?” I asked him as my curiosity took over my mind, and he nodded.

“I see you every evening. Your cart carries eggs. But today, there are none.”

“That is not a question, son,” he said, looking into my eyes.

“Have you sold all of them? If yes, then why are you not going home?”

“No, I have plenty left.”

“Sorry, but I do not see any eggs.”

“Oh, I do not sell eggs.”“Pardon me?”