An Easter story

April 23rd 2000.

My mission companion and I colored a couple dozen eggs and hid them in another pair of elders' apartment. We made sure we did a good job of hiding them and didn't tell the other elders what we had done. Also, we forgot soon forgot, ourselves, where we hid them. The missionaries didn't discover the first egg for a few days, and a couple months later were still being led by rotten scents to little colored treasures.