I was just walking down the street. I know I had left it there. It was 42ND street 5 feet from the trash can. But I could not find the egg! It was there in the morning. Now it was 4 in the afternoon. I could not belive it. I was mad. It was my favorite thing in the world. I had lots it. I don't know what mom will think. Maybe I should not tell her. I would buy a new egg and she would not know. Everything would be ok. If nothing went wrong with the plan. The mixed up plan had to work.