Chapter 8 Eggs & Nuggies The bright sunlight shone through the blinds and lit up. The birds chirped a tune on the window. They jumped about, pecking each other in a playful manner. “AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHH” Rene muffled on her pillow, covering her face. “Shut the fuck up!!!” she rose up and stared piercingly at the birds but quickly had to cover her eyes as she was dazzled by the beautiful morning sun. “AAAAGHHH.” She fell back on bed, defeated. The door opened: “You alright?” “Honey, bring me a gun. I’m shooting these fucking birds.” She said through the pillow. “That is what she would have said…” Mrs Blasey said as she smiled. She was standing on the doorframe, holding a basket against her hip. “Oh shit. Sorry Mrs Blasey I thought you were Natalie. I mean you are but I mean my Natalie.” “I know, I know. So I won’t give you any guns, but I do have some eggs and chicken for you. What say you come down and join us for breakfast?” Rene looked at her for a second. “...