The Good Egg

Harvey didn’t really know his father.  He thought he was some big noise but he wasn’t aware of them ever really bonding.

Harvey thought this may give him issues in his further life, but why worry now?  At the moment his wonderful mother was his world.

She would sit with him day and night.  Nurturing him. Keeping him warm and protecting him when the wind was howling and the rain was bucketing down.

She was his shield.  Her love and attention kept him whole.

This meant Harvey was truly content.  He felt important and adored.

But then, one day, Harvey hatched.

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