I Thought the White String in My Egg Was Something Dangerous—The Truth Completely Surprised Me

I gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles ached. Junie babbled about her teacher and “Lizzy’s favorite color” the whole way, completely oblivious.

The school parking lot was chaos, cars, kids, and parents waving. Junie squeezed my hand as we walked toward the entrance.

“There she is!” she whispered, eyes wide.

“Where?”

Junie pointed. “By the big continue reading …