Meet Francine (Chapter Three)
Coming through the windows of the living room, the yellow lights of the breakdown truck flash against the light green walls.
Ch 1: Ch: 2
“Good, he’s here, Francine. We’ll soon have you under way,” Bunny says.
We have spent the last hour talking about music, and its influence in Bunny’s life, having wanted to be a musician since he was six years old hearing his mother play. He wasn’t born into a well -to -do family but comfortable.
He studied hard through university, having an interest in agriculture, but in his twenties, music was his first love. His father insisted he finish his agricultural degree in Land Management, and Bunny knew his father was right. After he married, they had one child, and lived on a farm. but he was always a man of music. Rachel was the daughter of a distant cousin living in Canada. Bunny fell in love with her. His family tried everything to break up their love.
They could tear at us, make fun of us, hurl abuse, but they would lose, they had to lose because they were fighting something good, honest, and rare. Rachel was a fine musician and dancer. I am a man of music. A single note can touch me deeply, a lyric can make my day. Music is something Rachel and I had in our hearts…
