~ The Egg ~
Donna Keevers Driver
Tilly found the egg hidden among the mass of daisies her mum had planted some time ago. It just lay there, all alone, looking as though it needed a home. Being so young - no older than 5, she would tell you - Tilly wasn't sure what would be in an egg of such size, but she very much doubted it would belong to any creature that could cause her any harm. So she dared to touch it.
Lowering herself to her knees, Tilly peered around the yard of her family's humble home, ensuring no one was looking, then, ever so carefully, she lifted the delicate item into the palm of one hand, using the other to dust several granules of dirt from its cold shell.
Tilting her head to one side, then the other, as she studied the object, Tilly wondered, "Where did you come from...?" With a warm smile, she figured, "You look lonely... I think I should take you inside. You can share my room with me," she said on rising to her feet, holding the egg to her chest as she did.
With the care of a mother hen, Tilly carried the delicate item inside her family home, and, keeping her eyes and smile fixed on what she now considered her little baby, all but skipped down the hallway and into her room, where she promptly tugged a doll's blanket out of her toy chest and moved to lay it over the egg, once the egg was resting comfortable on her pillow.
After kicking off her shoes - as was expected of her by mummy and daddy - Tilly climbed up onto her bed and adjusted the blanket until she could see the pointier end of the egg. "You need a name," she decided, moving to lay with her face close to the egg. "Umm..." she hummed, thinking hard. "I like that name Cat, do you? No," she swiftly added, shaking her head and screwing up her button nose as she did. Adjusting her body into a more comfortable position, until she was looking at the ceiling, she said, "I like it when Daddy calls me Blossom... That's a lovely name. It makes me feel all warm and cosy in my belly," she peacefully breathed, touching the area which nursed her heart. "Blossom is a very lovely name." To the egg now, she said, "You can have that name if you'd like. I would like to call you Blossom..." And then it was decided. Her new little friend would be now known as Blossom...
Blossom and Tilly went everywhere and did everything together, when no one was looking. If Tilly's mum asked what she was doing, Tilly simply said, "Playing," but never shared that she was playing with the egg, for she feared someone would take it from her if they knew.
Tilly loved Blossom very much. They soon became the best of friends. And after the light went out at night, Tilly would snuggle up with Blossom and off they would go to sleep... Tilly could never remember loving anything other than her mummy and daddy more than she loved Blossom... And that is why she cried so hard and so much when she accidentally dropped Blossom on her bedroom floor.
Blossom didn't fall from a great height, but she fell hard enough to crack her shell a little. On seeing this, Tilly dropped to her knees and carefully picked Blossom up, crying as she did. Inside her chest there came an ache that would not allow Tilly to feel happiness anymore. Sadness became her constant companion and it showed on her face and in her actions... so much so that Tilly's mother asked her what was wrong.
Tilly failed to answer her mother, and tried ever so hard no to cry again... but her tears soon slipped out and fell heavily at her mother's feet.
Tilly's mummy quickly moved to hold Tilly, allowing her daughter to cry until she could shed no more tears. Then, with much love in her eyes and voice, she looked at her little Tilly and asked, "What's wrong, darling...? Why are you so sad?"
Sniffing and pouting, Tilly caught her breath but could not speak. She was devastated. She was certain she had killed Blossom. And when her father entered the room, and also noted how sad Tilly was, he knelt down before his daughter and asked, "What's wrong, Blossom?" and Tilly started crying even more.
Eventually, Tilly did tell her parents what was wrong. She told them about Blossom and why she had given Blossom that name. She told them where Blossom slept and how much she loved Blossom. And then she dared to show Blossom to her parents. However, when she went to get Blossom, Blossom was nowhere to be found... Tilly never saw Blossom again. Not until she was a fully grown woman who had a daughter of her own.
Tilly, now a mummy, was in her garden one day, hanging out the clothes, when she heard her little boy talking to something in the garden. Tilly didn't think much of this at first until she heard her son say, "I will call you,