Yesterday I was worried that Friday the 13th had come early to Bunnybury, as when I initially drove by there was a fire truck and an ambulance parked at the curb, both with their emergency lights on. When I had walked by earlier in the week, I discovered that the main decorator of Bunnybury was an older gentlewoman, and so when I saw these lights I was concerned for her.
Thankfully, when I checked later in the afternoon, the emergency vehicles were still there but their lights were off and the firefighters and EMTs inside were tapping away at screens looking quite bored. Apparently reports need to be filed even in Bunnybury.
So, love comes to Bunnybury.
By the way – when I saw that older gentlewoman earlier in the week, her arms were laden with faux roses. I wish I had gotten a photo of that. These will have to do.