You’re spending a lazy afternoon exploring your grandparents’ attic, sifting through decades of forgotten treasures. Dust motes dance in the sunlight as you open an old drawer filled with random knick-knacks and forgotten items.
Let me tell you about the first time I found a mysterious marble egg.
I was in my late twenties, and I was helping my grandmother clean out her attic. I found a small, egg-shaped object made of smooth, polished stone. I had no idea what it was.
I asked my grandmother about it, and she told me it was a darning egg…
