She didn’t put him on the “To Be Remade” shelf.
As dawn touched the window, Mr. Rabbit sat up. His new ears—one green, one gray—stood proud. His mismatched eyes gleamed. His belly smelled faintly of lavender. He looked at his reflection in a discarded watch-face. little man remake mr rabbit
“It’s not so bad,” Theo whispered. “I’ve been remade before.” She didn’t put him on the “To Be Remade” shelf
The missing eye? Theo carved a tiny wooden button from a matchstick and painted it warm brown. “Now you can see kindly,” he said. ” he said.