One year after his death, his daughter handed me a box.
What was inside revealed a secret he had kept from me from the very beginning.
Several years earlier, I lost my husband and my daughter, Josie, in a car accident.
Even now, there are parts of that day I still cannot talk about.
But one detail stayed with me.
Josie had a stuffed rabbit she called Mr. Bunny.
She carried him everywhere.
To bed.