Hey y'all! It's spring break for the boys here, I have no idea what I'm doing. We'll figure it out. Several hours later I figured it out, they're having an Easter Egg hunt. I realized Carlos didn't talk last chapter, so this will be Cargan and a little bit of Kogan. Anyway, happy reading! Enjoy!
Logan didn't know that there was an Easter egg hunt to begin with. His mother hadn't told him, she hadn't woken up yet. It was one in the afternoon. He thought she was going to be showing more houses this week, but maybe real estate agents have a spring break too, just like he did!
No, he thought. That was stupid to think. People still needed to buy and sell houses over spring break. So why wasn't his mom doing that? Why wasn't his mon helping people buy and sell houses? She didn't have a spring break.
It was probably unhealthy how much she slept. She wasn't awake when he was supposed to go to school, so he usually just walked to Kendall's. Mrs. Knight didn't mind driving him, and when she couldn't, the bus stop was always close to the Knight house.
Mrs. Knight sometimes looked tired, and usually required a cup of coffee or two before she could do anything. But at least she was awake.
Logan's mom was only awake for an hour, after he got back from hockey at six. Sometimes less than an hour, if she forgot to make dinner.
She shouldn't be sleeping so much.
The landline shook, ringing through the house. He reached up, standing on his toes, and held the receiver to his ear. "Hello?"
"Logan, sweetheart?" It was Mrs. Knight. "Is your mommy there?"
Logan both loved and loathed how Mrs. Knight talked to him. Her voice was gentle. Her vocabulary in conversations with him was made up of soft words like mommy. It wasn't how she talked to Kendall, or even Katie. Sure, he was nine, he didn't need to be talked to like he was any younger, but still. Logan couldn't really explain it, but it was nice to talk to someone that was somebody's mother, even if she wasn't his. Kendall and Katie were lucky.
He's been thinking too long. He's forgotten to respond.
"Logan?" she repeats.
"Yes, um, she's here. But, no, not really, she's not awake yet. She's sleeping."
"Oh," Mrs. Knight responds. She pauses and clears her throat. "Well, honey, all the other boys have been asking where you were."
"Here. At home."
She laughs. "I know that, Logan. They were wondering when you were going to get here."
"Why?"
"There's an Easter egg hunt. Do you know what, sweetie? Go and wake up your mommy, I'll come by and pick you up."
"But my mommy gets upset if I wake her up."
"Logan, honey, just go and get ready. I'll make sure she knows you're with me."
"Okay. Bye, Mrs. Knight."
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Logan can easily see that the Knight family's small backyard is littered with various multicolored Easter eggs. It will probably be easy.
It gets easier when James insists on sitting out, saying he's too old for egg hunts. Logan doesn't think that's true, but then again, he's never done one before today. He does, however, beg James to do it anyway, just for fun.
"Please, James?" he starts off.
But he's shot down quickly. "No, I'm not going to. I'm almost ten. Ten year olds don't go on egg hunts. Neither do nine year olds."
James technically isn't ten for another five months. But, with James's logic, none of them except Katie should be participating. Was it really that childish that Logan wanted to do it?
"James, we're all nine. And I've never done one before, does that mean I can't?"
James holds up his hands. "No, Logan, obviously you can. But I can't, and Kendall and Carlos shouldn't."
"Carlos hasn't even been nine for a full month."
James sighs. "Okay, well, I guess Carlos can, since he's the youngest. You're the second youngest. But Kendall and I are the oldest. So we can't."
"That's stupid."
With his plan at getting James to do the egg hunt completely failed, Logan walks up to Kendall instead. But he's busy explaining something to his mom. So Logan settles on Carlos.
"Are you going to do the Easter egg hunt?" he asks the Latino, who pats his helmet and grins.
"Obviously, Logan! Come on, let's start before Katie gets all the eggs."
Katie only has one or two in her basket, but Logan doesn't care. He runs off after his friend and grabs his wrist, slowing him down.
"We need to plan this carefully."
Carlos shakes himself free of Logan's grip. "No we don't. We just need to get as many eggs as possible."
"Yes, but we'll get more if we have a strategy."
Carlos looks skeptical, bouncing on the balls of his feet. He's just excited to get more eggs than Katie. He doesn't care how he gets them.
Mrs. Knight must have followed some pattern when she laid out the eggs for the hunt. She couldn't have just thrown them wherever. There needed to be a sufficient amount of Easter eggs in every possible hiding spot.
Of which there were many. So, it was clear there was a lot of eggs to be found.
Logan sees the first egg, a purple one, sticking out of a bush. He drops it in Carlos's basket, who eagerly paws through that bush and the surrounding vegetation, coming up empty.
Logan takes five big steps forward. Carlos almost knocks into him trying to copy the steps. Logan bends down, squinting as he scans the patch of tall grass below them. He digs around, his fingers wrapping around another egg. It's orange. He drops it into Carlos's basket.
"I think that Mrs. Knight dropped an egg approximately every five feet, working around the perimeter. That's where all the bushes are."
Carlos nods, but then frowns, pointing to a cluster of eggs dotting the open area of the backyard. Katie is staggering over to pick up each one. "There are eggs there too."
"Fine, but there are more along the perimeter. Trust me, Carlos."
So they set off in search of more eggs in order to test Logan's hypothesis. Logan was correct after all. After they made two circular rounds of the backyard (just to be safe) Carlos's basket is filled to the brim, some of them even spilling out back on the ground. Logan makes haste to scoop them up into his arms.
"Mama Knight!" Carlos shouts gleefully. "Look how many eggs Logie and I got!"
"Wow," she says. "That's a lot, Carlos."
"I know!"
All of Carlos's shouting catches the attention of their two older friends. Kendall looks up first, walking over to the two.
"Wow, Logan," he remarks. "You did a really good job. Can I help count them?"
"Sure."
Logan dumps the contents cradled in his arms onto the porch. Kendall quickly scoops all of it into a pile. He presses his finger between the two egg halves and watched it pop open. He hands the pieces of candy inside, a few pink Starbursts, to Logan.
His eyes are wide. "You can open them?"
"Well, yeah." Kendall grabs another egg, this one bright green, and demonstrates again. This one contains a tube of Smarties, which Kendall keeps for himself. "Here, you try."
Kendall hands him a yellow egg and guides his hand to the break between the halves. Logan presses down, applying light pressure, smiles when the egg pops open.
There's a Hershey kiss in this egg, which Logan hands to Kendall. Kendall continues to "count" Logan and Carlos's eggs, but really, he's sneakily eating the candy.
Logan doesn't seem to notice or care.
More candy for him, then.
And that was spring break! Easter egg hunts. Personally, I can't remember the last Easter egg hunt I seriously participated in, but I was probably eight or nine. Hope you enjoyed! Have a lovely day!