\u201cIt\u2019s a cabbit.\u201d He wiggles his fingers through the grille of the hard plastic kennel. He is John or Tim, or maybe Jim: some name that means random white guy at a Midwestern college. It\u2019s not that I don\u2019t care. I just can\u2019t quite remember. Through one of the air holes, I glimpse something that swirls, dark and shining, like a galaxy. It speaks of hidden places---but when Jim pulls the furry body into the light, all I can think is soft and long. Soft, long ears. A curling cat\u2019s tail. | Copyright 2021 by Maria Dong. Narrated by Justine Eyre.\nLearn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices