Tomorrow is Easter. Putting Lorelai to bed, she was
very anxious about the intruding rabbit. "He's not going to touch me,
right? Will he be very quiet? Is he a nice bunny? He's not going to
touch me while I'm sleeping, right? He's not going to live here?" In the
end, Mama called the Bunny to tell him that he could not come into our
house and Daddy was going to lock the front door. The Bunny agreed to
bring eggs and leave them out front for Daddy to hide in the back room
only.
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