Bertie and the Sad Occurrence

by Bena Glinney

A series of drabbles from Bertie's birth through about a year after his parents' death.

38. Uncle Henry

"Hello there, young Bertie."

"Hello, Uncle Henry." I said, a touch awkwardly.

"Come here for a moment." he said, motioning me over to his motorcar. I walked after him. I knew he was considered a bit of an odd bird by the Aunts, which actually served as a mark in his favor.

"Look at this." said Uncle Henry pointing into the backseat of his motorcar.

Three small baby bunnies were curled against one another, fast asleep.

"Would you like to take one home as a present for winning the Scripture Knowledge prize?"