Cottontail D. Rabbit, III, Class Warrior (Story #20)
Don’t start thinking Velveteen Rabbit when you see me. I’m not going to come alive because of a child’s love—that would be ridiculous. If that were possible, do you think I would be here, sitting on a train heading somewhere. I’d tell you where, but what do I know? Until recently, I was Franny’s toy, [...]




