Three Days Before the Casket Was Delivered, My Son Asked Me to Sign a Document
You’re only making it worse.”
“She’s been this way since lunchtime,” he said.
“The doctor told us rest and fluids.”
“Which doctor?” I said.
“You told me nobody had seen her.”
Chloe pushed her face into my sweater.
“Bunny,” she whispered.
I found the rabbit squeezed between us and tucked him beneath her chin.