“Like what?” Mary asked, almost   
like she was waiting for the ax to     
fall.                                  
     “Well it’s easy really. First, you
both have to decide on which bunny you 
want, and then a name.                 
     “That’s the fun part really, be-  
cause you can combine names, if you    
can't decide on one, like Hoppy the    
Killer Bunny, or Pixel the Vampire     
Rabbit.”                               
     They both laughed at those.       
     “And finally, you have to agree on
a sharing schedule. How long each of   
you get to hold the bunny? Who does the
feeding, or, you can just decide to    
play with and feed the bunny together. 
That would be a really grown-up thing  
to do. Deciding things like that are   
what grown-ups do all the time. Right?”
* She looked at both of them, waiting for  
them to say “right” back, like they    
were also grown-ups.                   
     There are three magical words that
all kids like to hear about themselves.
Two of them were “grown-up,” and the   
other was “adult.” It's what they      
wanted more than anything, to be all   
grown-up and an adult, or at least     
treated like one. Beth was using the   
first one, not only because she sin-   
cerely believed they were, I think, but
also because she remembers their magic-
al qualities from when she was a kid.  
     I also remembered them and smiled.
They’d take care of the bunnies, be-   
cause it’d prove how grown-up they     
were.                                  
     Both girls said, “Right,” and then
Beth took them out to choose a bunny.  



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