The Rabbit
Oh no. No no no no no. He went and did the thing, held out the ultimate bait, and the dumb-@$$ b*tch went for it. First he
ruined yet another chance I had to take a crack at Sam Vetiver, I was just about to put my trusty box cutter on her throat
and tell her to drop that silly rock, and William popped out of his study like a d*ck-in-the-box and f*cked that up. And now
this abomination, Sam Vetiver squealing like a pig and William saying “Well, now, Mrs. Corwyn, I like the sound of that,”
and Sam Vetiver saying, “And it’s such a beautiful ring!” This is so bad. Not only are they talking about getting another place in a more populated area, which will make everything
harder than it already is, but they’ll be even more joined at the hip than they are now. I’ve got to finish this before they
move. It’s not checkmate, but it’s definitely check, and as I go through the bushes back to the Rabbit Hole and seal myself
in, I look at the big hunter man in the sky with his show-off sword and say, “You f*cker.”