Man Remake Mr Rabbit ^new^: Little

Mr. Rabbit touched his torn belly. “I don’t want to become a robot. Or a toy rocket. I want to be a rabbit.”

And Theo, the prince, the drummer, the jester, the Little Man made of spare parts, would smile his stitch-mouth smile. little man remake mr rabbit

“I’m sorry, Mr. Rabbit,” Yuki had said that morning, setting him on the “To Be Remade” shelf. “You’ve had a good, long hop. But I can’t fix this. You need a remake.” ” Yuki had said that morning

Theo looked at his own little hands—stiff, wooden, hinged. “A prince in a carousel. Then a wind-up drummer. Then a music-box jester.” He paused. “Every time, I thought I’d lose myself. But you don’t lose. You become .” ” Mr. Rabbit whispered.

“I’m not the same,” Mr. Rabbit whispered.