“Ya think it’s dead?”

“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.

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