It was Easter, I was six. My mom took me to an easter egg hunt. At the end of the day they raffled off a rabbit. The host called all the kids together and brought out a basket that had all our names in it. I wanted the rabbit so bad. So bad. I looked down, stared at my white sandals and did the only thing I thought was proper: I said a Hail Mary. I asked God to give me the rabbit.
I looked up to see my mom jockeying for a spot to take my picture with the rabbit I just won.
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