“What? The bird? That egg is definitely kaput, maybe the chick survived…but I doubt it”. Harvey tried to be honest with his little brother most of the time, especially when it came to the cold facts of Mother Nature.
Henry and Harvey were each other’s best friends. The two year difference in their ages didn’t matter so much now that they were eight and ten. It was easier to rely on their brotherly relationship than in schoolmates. Every summer day held a new adventure for them. This morning it was discovering the abandoned egg shell in the garden.
Suddenly a large mouse skittered by. “A rat! A rat! Run, Harvey!” Henry darted sideways and scrambled up on top of a nearby boulder. Harvey started to laugh.
“That’s not a rat, it’s just a mouse. I think he is afraid we’ll take the egg. He was probably snacking on it when we walked by. Let’s leave it for him.” Almost noon, the boys walked home to eat lunch.