I reached the bag, grabbed it and 
whatever was inside moved, and that got
me crying. I swam back up to the sur-  
face as fast as I could.               
     Yes, you can cry under water.     
     When I broke the surface, one of  
the guys who’d run down before me, had 
obviously followed me into the river   
and was waiting when I broke the       
surface.                               
     He had questions all over his     
face, but understood perfectly, when he
saw the burlap bag move.               
     I finally got the bag to shore and
opened it. The six little bunnies in-  
side were all still alive, but the     
smallest one didn’t look too good.     
     Before diving into the river, I’d 
dropped my phone in some bushes, and as
soon as I found it, I called Beth.     
*      While waiting for her to answer, I  
remembered the cop. I gave him a       
thumbs-up, and that’s when I noticed   
the crowd of people who’d stopped to   
watch.                                 
     Well, I’d forced most of them to  
do it. A captive audience so to speak, 
but still, when I gave him the OK sign,
they all erupted into a loud roaring   
cheer.                                 
     It was truly an amazing sight, and
for the first time since my evil act, a
rush hit me so hard that it knocked me 
to my knees again.                     
     Although, this time, it lasted for
a whole lot longer than a fucking      
second, and now I’ve got to go eat.    







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