Chapter 15 - Emma Chooses A New Rabbit

At five, Emma stopped sleeping with Clover.
Her choice.
We put the rabbit in a sealed memory box after investigators returned it.
I offered to buy the same model.
She chose a ridiculous purple rabbit with one giant ear.
“Does this one have a camera?”
“No.”
“Did you check?”
“Yes.”
She nodded.
“Good.”
That question became our family rule.
Not paranoia.
Permission.
Emma could ask.
I would answer.
May you like
If I did not know, I would say so.
Children deserve adults who do not confuse reassurance with certainty.