The birds were insistent. They flew
around his head. They tugged at the loose
threads in his sweater. One large crow in
particular would not leave the rabbit alone. He
perched on the pole and screamed a dark
message in Edward’s left ear: Caw, caw, caw,
without ceasing. As the sun rose higher and
shone meaner and brighter, Edward became
somewhat dazed. He mistook the large crow
Go ahead, he thought. Turn me into a
warthog if you want. I don’t care. I am done
Caw, caw, said the Pellegrina crow.
Finally, the sun set and the birds flew
away. Edward hung by his velvet ears and
looked up at the night sky. He saw the stars.
But for the first time in his life, he looked at
them and felt no comfort. Instead, he felt
mocked. You are down there alone, the stars
seemed to say to him. And we are up here, in
our constellations, together.
I have been loved, Edward told the stars.