On my 7th birthday, we set off for a picnic to Ooty in our red Ford Escort, excited to visit my granny. As we drove, holding my stuffed bunny, our trip took a tragic turn when a dog ran in front of our car, causing my mom to accidentally hit a woman and her son on a bicycle. The woman didn’t survive, and the boy, Raj, was taken to an orphanage after the accident. Feeling guilty, I gave Raj my bunny, hoping it would comfort him. As he took it, he looked at me and said, “Everything has a price.”