A Short Story: Hubris of Bunnies
By Jack Mint Push yourself, Harriet, there’s no tortoise in this race to beat you. Her heart beat as fast as a plucked guitar string as she gained on Fiona Fox. Fiona snapped her teeth Harriet playfully. “If I pass you later, Hare, you better watch out.” Through the flapping noise the paper number 106 made on her back, she heard Fiona shout, “Don’t fall asleep this time!” Harriet leaned more into her run across the desert as if the wind could whip those words out of her long ears. It could for a moment. The repetition of her feet…