Bad Eggs

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“Mom, my stomach hurts.”
I told Mom this because I was getting ready to throw up.
My brother was already in the bathroom retching, and, when I passed my sister in the hallway,
she farted, so I knew something was very wrong. She would not normally do that.
We figured it was the egg salad we had for dinner.
We got through that night, although I did throw up on Mom’s favorite painting.
I never told anyone.

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