I turned the keys in the lock and opened the door. Coast clear, nobody in sight, I bent down and grabbed the eggs. Carrying the eggs was a chore, the wobbling egg made things difficult. If I didn't know any better, I'd say the egg wobbled even more violently as I carried it. Once I put the cardboard egg container containing the eggs on the kitchen counter the wobbling egg settled somewhat, definitely less wobble than there was during transportation. What was this egg doing? From where were the knocks coming? I wiped my brow and scanned the studio apartment for all variety of intruders. Nothing.
