When the kids were little, we had a pear tree in our backyard. Every year a pair of robins would nest in the crook of the tree and lay three or four blue eggs. The kids would watch those eggs and check on them everyday.
One year there was a terrible storm and one of the eggs blew out of the nest and broke on the ground below. The children were sad.
Life events like this always inspire me to write a story. I hope you like this one.