-L. CHANEY
IT was with a certain amount of trepidation that I approached Bunny’s bedroom. In case you haven’t noticed, my experience with women is rather limited . . . like to the fingers of one hand limited.
Tananda, Massha, Luanna, Queen Hemlock, and now Bunny were the only adult females I had ever had to deal with, and thus far my track record was less than glowing. I had a crush on Tananda for a while, but now she was more of a big sister to me. Massha was … well, Massha. I guess if anything I saw her as a kid sister, someone to be protected and sometimes cuddled.
I’ve never really understood her open admiration of me, but it had stood firm through some of my most embarrassing mishaps and made it easy for me to confide in her. Even though I still thought of Luanna as my one true love, I had only spoken to her on four occasions, and after our last exchange I wasn’t sure there would ever be a fifth meeting. The only relationship I had had with a woman which was more disastrous than my attempt at love was the one I had with Queen Hemlock. She might not shoot me on sight, but there was no doubt in anyone’s mind that she would like to … and she’s the one who wanted to marry me!
Of course, none of the women I had dealt with so far was anything like Bunny, though whether this was good or bad I wasn’t entirely sure. The fact still remained, however, that I was going to have to learn more about her, for two reasons: first, if she was going to be a resident of our household, I wanted to get a better fix on where she was coming from so I could treat her as something other than a mad aunt in the cellar; and second, if she was the Ax, the sooner I found out, the better. Unfortunately, the only way I could think of to obtain the necessary information was to talk to her.