Jen had always loved flea markets—a passion passed down from her grandmother, who called them treasure hunts for “preloved jewels.” Her husband Sam constantly mocked her finds, calling them junk, but Jen never stopped searching.
One Saturday, at a street fair, she spotted a small porcelain egg. The vendor wanted $25, but Jen bargained him down to $10. Sam scoffed when she brought it home, especially after seeing “Made in Hong Kong” stamped on the bottom. But Jen was curious—when she shook the egg, something rattled inside.
Sam opened it to prove her wrong—and found a tiny red silk bundle. Inside?
