Mrs. Peter Rabbit by Thornton W. Burgess
Charming story of Peter Rabbit and his bride as they start their new life together in the Old Briar-Patch.
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About the Author
Thornton Waldo Burgess (1874 - 1965) was a conservationist and author of children's stories. Burgess loved the beauty of nature and its living creatures so much that he wrote about them for 50 years in books and his newspaper column, Bedtime Stories. By the time he retired, he had written more than 170 books and 15,000 stories for the daily newspaper column. --Wikipedia
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A few days passed and I was finally allowed to rise from my bed. Chert and Pitaya were recovering fast as well, though Chert would always have a jagged scar running over his eye. I visited them often, chatting. Chert was still very quiet, though his eyes lit up when I came to sit at their bedsides. Pitaya was nice, too. She was a pixie-like girl with long blsck hair and a set of emerald eyes. <p> "Hey, Trillium." She said out of the blue one time when I was visiting them. <p> I looked up. "Yeah?" <p> "Have you seen Scoria recently?" <p> "N-no. Why?" A blush reddened my cheeks. <p> Pitaya giggled. "No reason. He seems like a very handsome guy, though. All smart and protective." <p> "I-I guess so. . . If you think so." I stammered and ducked my head, blushing harder. <p> Chert remained silent through the conversation, his eyes flickering between us. <p> Pitaya stifled another giggle and looked over my shoulder. "Ooh! Look who's coming! Mr. Fantastic himself." <p> I whirled around quickly, my cheeks still blazing, and received a sharp twinge from my healing ribs. "Ah-um-Scoria! Um, hi." I looked down after tripped over my tongue. <p> Scoria chuckled lightly. "Quite the gang you've got here, Trill. Pitaya and the scrawny kid--what's his name? Chert!" <p> He gave Chert a stunning grin and the boy looked away. <p> "You know Pitaya?" I asked sheepishly. <p> "I should hope he does!" The girl exclaimed, "He's my brother!" <p> I looked between the two increduously. "No." I said in disbelief. <p> The pair nodded simultaneously. "I'm older by two summers." Sciria put in, ruffling Pitaya's hair. <p> She looked like a disgruntled mouse and sharply elbowed him in the side. <p> Scoria laughed and moved away, rubbing the bruised skin gingerly. He looked back at me. "Nurse Chicory says you can leave now if you're feeling up to it. And Captain Beryl wants me to give you basic training." <p> I looked to Pitaya, who nodded enthusiastically, and Chert, who was watching in silence. <p> "Alright." I said, rising slowly. I gave my two new friends a glance and a wave before following Scoria out of the infirmary tent. <p> ~ Haunted ﾖ<_>mmortal