About a week later my mother and I went to The Big Store and I pointed it out to her. She gave no indication that I could one day own that rabbit. Easter 1962 arrived and with it....the chocolate rabbit! I was ecstatic!
But when I opened the box, something did not seem right. The weight did not match the size, and when I bit into the ear the awful truth hit me like a framing hammer....the rabbit was hollow!
What I thought was a week's worth of chocolate was the equivalent of two Hershey bars! That was my first inkling that things are not always as they seem in this world and that sometimes things are misleading on purpose.