Runner Rabbit Learns a Valuable Lesson
In the heart of a lush meadow, where the grass was a vibrant green and the air smelled of fresh blooms, Runner Rabbit was fretting over a piece of paper. “My phone bill is sky-high!” he exclaimed to his friend Rita Rabbit.
“Don’t fret,” Rita said, weaving a crown of daisies and placing it gently on Runner’s head. “We’ll figure this out, petal by petal.”
Runner, feeling the urge to bolt, exclaimed, “I don’t want to face my problems!” But Rita, wise as the oldest oak, caught his paw and guided him to a patch of soft clover.
“Escaping won’t solve anything,” she advised, handing him a juicy strawberry to nibble on. “Let’s take a peek at that bill.”
Runner, with a paw trembling like a leaf in the breeze, gave her an old bill. Rita’s laughter was like the melody of a brook. “This one’s from last season. Where’s the fresh one?”
After a bit of a rummage, Runner found the new bill, sealed like a bud yet to bloom. Rita opened it, and her eyes sparkled like dew in the morning light. “Oh, look! They made a little mistake last month. Here’s a refund!”
Runner’s ears perked up like tulips reaching for the sun. He sprang up, ready to dash. “Where to now?” Rita inquired, as a choir of birds sang and the sun cast a golden glow on the field.
“I’m not running from my problems,” Runner declared with a bounce. “I’m hopping to the bank before it shuts!”
“Wait for me!” Rita called out, and they both leaped away, their laughter mingling with the rustling of new leaves and the buzz of busy bees.
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