Mary Ann had a thrilling day planned—wash basin full of dirty dishes, assorted soap-making and two dozen rabbit-sized waistcoats to iron out. The White Rabbit was vain and fastidious in his fidgety way. Some days she didn’t mind being an indentured servant to a time-obsessed member of the Leporidae. She liked the mundane nature of chores and how easily dirt and grime can be scrubbed away. With natural talent, she piled dishes higher than a house of cards. Until the damn pile toppled over with a crash and clatter. Then Mary Ann clenched her fist bloody in suppressed rage.
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