My Brother Hid a Recording Module Beneath His Daughter’s Dining Chair
She leaned in closer.
Her rabbit sat on the coffee table, left ear toward her.
“Uncle Michael, do I have to call you Daddy?”
I set the book down on my knee.
“No.
Uncle Michael is fine.”
“Okay.”
She put her head against my ribs and yawned.
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