Kris Neville

“ What did you do with them, Mr. Coxe?"
"Ate them."
"You ... ate ... them? Ate—? No. You didn't. Not all of them. You couldn't have done that, Mr. Coxe. Please tell me that you could not have done that." ”

“ Saturday morning, there were three packages of eggs in the refrigerator.
"Where do they come from?" his girl friend wanted to know.
"They just appear. I ate some and they're very good."
She was reluctant, but he talked her into preparing a package.
She agreed they were very good.
"What are you going to do about it?" she asked.
"I don't think there's anything to do about it," he said. "I like fish eggs."
On Sunday, the package they had eaten Saturday had been replaced. They were coming in at a steady rate of one a day. Coxe cooked a package for breakfast and took the other two to his parents. ”