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Chapter 3 — The Little Girl Took Her Bunny to the Widow’s Memorial Bench

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Not all at once.

Edward did not wake the next day transformed into a cheerful man.

He still snapped when his schedule was altered.

He still insisted on precise routines.

He still hated pity, unsolicited advice, and anyone touching his possessions without permission.

But the garden door began opening every morning.

At first Edward went only as far as Ellen’s bench.

Lilly would retrieve her bunny before lunch and return it the following day.

On the third morning, Edward asked, “Does he have a name?”

Lilly looked offended.

“Bunny.”

Edward blinked.

“Of course.”

A week later, he asked Maria to bring his coffee outside.

She nearly dropped the cup.

“Outside?”

“That is what I said.”

The cook turned away quickly, pretending not to smile.

Edward noticed that too.

“Something funny?”

“No, sir.”

Edward narrowed his eyes.

Then he wheeled himself through the open garden doors.

The coffee did not grow cold.

Lilly’s visits became part of the household routine, although Maria constantly worried they would become a problem.

One afternoon, she finally told Edward she could arrange other childcare.

It would cost more than she could afford, but she would find a way.

Edward looked up from a drawing Lilly had left on his desk.

The drawing showed three people beneath an enormous yellow sun.

One figure wore a triangular blue dress.

One had long stick legs.

The third sat inside something with two enormous circles.

“Why?” he asked.

Maria hesitated.

“I don’t want Lilly disturbing you.”

“She disturbs everyone.”

Maria’s stomach tightened.

Then Edward added, “That appears to be the point.”

She looked at him carefully.

“Mr.

Vance—”

“Bring her.”

Maria’s eyes widened.

Edward turned back toward the drawing.

“And buy her shoes that stay on.”

Maria smiled despite herself.

“She has shoes.”

“Then explain their purpose.”

The first real test came several days later when Edward’s physical therapist arrived.

Edward had been refusing certain exercises for months.

He would complete the minimum necessary movements, then order the therapist to stop.

That morning, Lilly appeared in the doorway holding Bunny by one ear.

Edward was halfway through an assisted movement when pain crossed his face.

He immediately pulled back.

“That’s enough.”

The therapist stepped away, accustomed to the command.