“Something heavy in the middle of the belly.”

Ethan shifted from one foot to the other, his eyes fixed on the gray felt ears.

“Emily put that in there yesterday morning before we went to church,” Ethan said.

“She was confused the whole weekend.”

“She wasn’t confused,” Michael said.

The tech carried the rabbit over to the stainless steel washing counter and switched on an inspection lamp.

“Fibers show fresh hand-stitching along the main seam on the back,” the tech said.

“That’s not factory thread.”