The Bird that Wouldn’t Fly

Things aren’t always what they seem

Photo by Ian Baldwin on Unsplash

I unblinkingly fixed my eyes on the three robin’s eggs that rested peacefully in the nest outside my bedroom window. The mama robin lit on the small, blue eggs as she had done daily over the past fortnight. She sometimes flew off, never venturing far, and I would observe her pecking at an earthworm, picking it up and flying back to her soon-arriving family…