My 5-Year-Old Niece Whispered, “The Chair Hurts Me”—Then She Showed Me What She Had Hidden Underneath
“Your call.”
She tossed it into the donation pile.
Then ten minutes later pulled it back out.
I said nothing.
It returned to the shelf.
Human beings are allowed to be inconsistent about sentimental rabbits.
The chair phrase changed too.
Years after the furniture-store incident, we hosted Thanksgiving.