Exchange, A Rabbit Tale
“Where are the eggs?” Peter asked. His nose twitched as it always did when he was impatient and edgy. He didn’t like waiting on his supplier especially at this time of year. It’s not like Easter snuck up on anyone. The eggs should have been ready for him three days ago. He had deadlines to meet. His glassy brown eyes shifted left, then right. He stared at Farnsworth. The surly Black Dutch Bantam glared back, blinked and bobbed his head a couple of times. Being... Read More
