I came home early from a trip, hoping to surprise my husband, Ben. Instead, I found him in the garden, nervously burying a giant black egg. When I asked, he froze and told me to go inside. Suspicion burned—I waited until he left and dug it up.My heart raced with every scoop of dirt—I knew something was wrong.
It was a large, hollow plastic egg—clearly fake. Our neighbor caught me with it,
