Her heart pounding with fear and frustration, Bonnie took a step back from the eggs, suddenly aware of how vulnerable they were. The air around her seemed to thicken with a sense of foreboding, as if the very earth was warning her of an impending catastrophe.
But before she could even worry about it any longer, her girls rushed back with the canvas. Together with Jack, they stretched the black fabric over the eggs, securing the corners with heavy stones. Jack cautioned his daughters to work with extreme care, as the thought of breaking those eggs filled him with dread. They all knew that whatever was growing inside was precious, and the slightest mistake could shatter it all.
Jack found that his daughters had become utterly devoted to the eggs, refusing to leave their side for even a moment. Despite his best efforts to get them to help with the day’s chores, they were completely preoccupied with ensuring the safety and well-being of the mysterious ovoid objects. It wasn’t until the end of the day, after a promise of a special dessert at dinner, that Jack was finally able to coax them away from the eggs and back to the house.
The following morning, Jack was jolted awake by a strange sound, but it was not the same as he had heard the day before. Hastily, he made his way to the window and gazed out at the field. “You’ve got to be kidding me?!”, he shouted.
