“Run, Violet, run!”
“I’m going as fast as my four feet can carry me, Peter.”
“Don’t look up.” Peter’s heart pounded. Harris hawks. They hunted in packs.
“You came,” said the rabbit thoughtfully as she slowly walked across the room towards the only window. Moonlight flooded the dirt hovel and the woman could see the furnishings of the room more clearly now, the round cherry table, the chairs. She set her notepad and pen on the round table and waited.
Once upon a time, there was a family of bunnies living in the San Joaquin Valley. Twelve-year-old Ferdi, the 'baby' of the family, loved computers. In fact, his two older brothers called him "Nerdy Ferdi."
Mystery writer Patricia L. Morin shares an original short story with KRL that has an Easter twist.
A rabbit named Peter Cotton lived in the state of New Hampster, the township of Green Valley, and the village of Warren, where all the residents were his relatives.
