He wasn’t a thief—just a grandfather who had made a reckless promise to his seven-year-old granddaughter, Sophie. He had told her that for her birthday, they wouldn't just eat eggs; they would eat rainbow eggs.
As the cashier scanned the stack of empty boxes, she raised an eyebrow. "Starting a farm, dear?" egg boxes to buy
Later that morning, when Sophie opened the plain gray box, her eyes went wide at the hidden treasure inside. The boring box had done its job—it had kept the magic safe until it was time to shine. He wasn’t a thief—just a grandfather who had