They’d spent so much time talking about their families, mostly him and their lives that time had gotten away from them. He had grown up in the area, went away for college, and retuned determined to make a difference in his hometown. The whole ride home she kept replaying their conversation and thinking about how comfortable they were together. When she walked in the door Bunny was sitting in the kitchen alone making notes in a book. She didn’t even look up when Simone walked into the room. “What are you doing?” she asked concerned because her sister had an intense expression on her face when she entered. “Nothing,” she answered without glancing up. Simone came around the table and stood over her shoulder. An immediate feeling of sheer terror shot through her body as she caught a glimpse of what had captured Bunny’s attention. “You can’t do it.” “Yes. I’m going to. I don’t have a choice.” Bunny gave her sister a look of such resignation that she knew there was no way to change her mind.
