To be clear, she never asked me if I was all right with it. She
just came into the University lab and hugged me and said that she’d been chosen
as a ‘Bunny’, although once I’d calmed down (I nearly dropped the acid!) I
wondered if she couldn’t just be a ‘Rabbit’ instead.
Then she became Bunny of the Year, although she kept joking
she was the Rabbit, and with that, she was off travelling the world instead of
finishing her degree. Sure, she came back to me after the year, richer and more
open to…
Fine, I’ll stop complaining.
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