\u201cDad, I\u2019m gonna have two eggs just scrambled.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
A man and his son sat in a diner. It was the weekend and he had custody. He enjoyed the time he was able to spend with his son. Even if it was a heart-wretching reminder of his collapsed marriage.<\/p>\n
\u201cMorning boys, are you ready to order?\u201d a waitress asked as she approached the booth.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know what I want.\u201d said the boy. He had blonde hair, and looked to be about 7 years old. He was actually 8 and his name was Alex. He had the biggest, most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat will you have then, Sweetie?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI want two eggs please. Just scrambled.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh my, two eggs?\u201d the waitress asked, sounding facetiously concerned. \u201cI\u2019m afraid we don\u2019t have any eggs in the kitchen.\u201d<\/p>\n
The boy frowned and his eyes grew even bigger as he looked up at the woman. \u201cOkaaaaaay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s alright Alex,\u201d the boys Dad chimed in. \u201cYou like hashbrowns. You can get some hashbrowns.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t really want hashbrowns today.\u201d<\/p>\n
The waitress looked down at the doe-eyed boy and then back at the cook behind the counter. The cook looked busy toasting and frying things, but he was paying close attention to the waitress and her table. He looked back at the waitress and gave a subtle nod.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll tell you what Sweetie,\u201d she said as she leaned over toward Alex. \u201cI think we might have some eggs down in the basement. Would you mind looking for me? I\u2019m really busy right now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Alex got excited. He liked to help in the kitchen and this was a REAL kitchen. \u201cCan I Dad?\u201d<\/p>\n
The father looked at the waitress. \u201cSure, why not?\u201d<\/p>\n
The waitress took Alex by the hand and walked him over to a door in the back of the diner. She opened it and let him walk in.<\/p>\n
\u201cBe careful Alex.\u201d The Dad called. \u201dDon\u2019t drop any of the eggs!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ll be fine.\u201d The waitress whispered to Alex as she gently pushed him further through the door and closed it behind him. Locking it.<\/p>\n
The father stood up.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you just lock that door?!\u201d<\/p>\n
The waitress stood against the door, guarding it.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet him out. What\u2019s in there?! LET HIM OUT!\u201d The father yelled as he ran toward the waitress and the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cStay back!\u201d Hissed the waitress and she pulled out a crooked knife.<\/p>\n
\u201cCome any closer and I\u2019ll send you to hell!\u201d<\/p>\n
Not losing\u00a0a beat, he charged the waitress, pushed her passed the door and punched her square in the face. She went limp.<\/p>\n
He unlatched the door and swung it up. His son was walking back up the stairs.<\/p>\n
\u201cAlex!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLook Dad, eggs!\u201d Alex said as he looked up at his father, presenting the two eggs he had found in the basement.<\/p>\n
The father stood completely still, horrified. The eggs were covered in blood, and they weren\u2019t eggs. They were the two biggest, most beautiful blue eyes he had ever seen.<\/p>\n
Alex collapsed on the stairs, blood oozing from the holes his eyes had once filled. The father knelt down and held his son. He screamed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWHAT IS HAPPENING?!\u201d<\/p>\n
The door closed and everything became dark. Forever.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\u201cDad, I\u2019m gonna have two eggs just scrambled.\u201d \u201cOkay.\u201d A man and his son sat in a diner. It was the weekend and he had custody. He enjoyed the time he was able to spend with his son. Even if it was a heart-wretching reminder of his collapsed marriage. \u201cMorning boys, are you ready to … <\/p>\n