"Thank you, chickens." Gideon offered too as he held the egg in his hand like it was the most precious thing that had ever existed in this world. He nodded his head when Holden asked and then smiled at him, his eyes lighting up. "I can help cook? I wanna help cook..."

And he had never tried, sure, but he was given this gift and he wanted to cook with it. "I've never eaten an egg before." He had seen them on TV but his mom didn't cook stuff and his foster parents never made eggs. Just the usual sort of stuff, chips and chicken and veggies. Never eggs. And now, he was going to eat an egg. Amazing.

"How does it taste?"