That spot was on their radar since a couple of days, before they approved its location ticking off all the criteria in the box, viz, safety, availability, proximity.

This way, they couldn’t be spotted from outside while they enjoyed their vantage point. While one of them stood guard, the other would replenish their supplies as well as warding off any possible threat.

On the window ledge, carefully wedged between two pots.

Counting off the days until they accomplished their mission, change in the temperature of the eggs, piqued the mother pigeon’s interests. Finally, their efforts were hatching out.

98 words.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Rochelle Wisoff Fields for running the challenge at Friday Fictioneers and photo is provided by Ted Strutz. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.


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