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“I get it. And it’s sweet. I’m going to just chill and read for a while and probably go to bed early. So, what’s going on in Boston?”

“Just meeting with a friend who opened a club out here. We’re going to have dinner and talk about setting up some shows. I’ll be home tomorrow afternoon.”

“Okay, I’ll be here. Have a good night, Daddy.”

“You too, sunshine.”

I sit in the bathtub until the water turns cold, and then I let my dwarf rabbit, Snuggles, out of her cage to hop around my room while I sit on the floor with her and read. She’s twelve years old,so she doesn’t hop around as much as she used to in her younger days, but sometimes she’ll get a spurt of energy and bounce around. She mostly just likes to sit on my fuzzy throw rug and stretch out like a little dog. Tor bought her for me when I was only five years old and taught me how to clean her cage, make her fresh salads, and hold her without spooking her. My parents didn’t think it was a great idea to bring her with us when I traveled with them, so Tor would bunny-sit for me and I would call him every night and make him let me “talk” to the bunny on the phone. And in typical Tor fashion, he would do it and even tell me what she was “saying” back.

The memory brings a smile to my lips, and speak of the devil, my cell phone buzzes next to me and there’s a text from him.

Uncle Tor

I just wanted to check on you.

I’m great. Just invited five guys over for an orgy.

Uncle Tor

Not funny.

I’m okay, just hanging out with Snuggles :-)

Uncle Tor

Aww. Give her a little kiss for me.

LOL I will. Are you still on your date?

Uncle Tor

Yes. Playing pool.

Did she approve of your soft, clean hands? ;-)

Uncle Tor

Barely. She’s mad about me ripping my knuckles on that guy’s face.

Geez. Isn’t she turned on by you beating up bad guys? That’s how it works in all of Gram’s books.

Uncle Tor

Apparently not.

Sucks to be you ;-)

Uncle Tor

Thanks. Ok. I’m going now.

LOL good night.

Uncle Tor

’Night, Angel.

CHAPTER 6