Well the Easter weekend is almost at an end – but we hope you enjoy your last day off from work and that you’re not feeling too sick from all the Easter eggs! And just as Easter weekends must draw to a close, so too must Easter Round Robins. But luckily for you, you still have the final part of the story by Angela Britnell left to enjoy – and a competition too!
To enjoy this story, make sure you read the extracts in order:
Part One by Berni Stevens is HERE
Part Two by Rhoda Baxter is HERE
Part Three by Kirsty Ferry is HERE
Part Four by Morton S. Gray is HERE
The Easter Bunny – Final Part by Angela Britnell
Tilly blinked and struggled to focus.
‘Are you all right?’ A pair of worried blue eyes stared down at her and things began to click into place.
A sparkly egg. A laughing boy. And a rabbit whose face oddly reminded her …
‘We banged heads and I’m afraid you got the worst of it. I wanted to call the doctor but your Aunt—’
‘Told him not to be silly.’ Aunt Elsie’s brusque assertion made Tilly smile.
‘She tried to convince me “magic” gardens cure concussion,’ Dan scoffed.
‘I doubt she phrased it quite that way.’ She tried to placate him. ‘Help me up and let’s get some tea.’
‘Tea!’ Dan’s voice rose. ‘We’ve got a lunatic rabbit. A maniacal dog. A damn Easter egg that I’ll swear is genuine Faberge. And let’s not forget a magical garden where things supposedly disappear and reappear at will.’
‘If you put it that way…’ If Tilly explained the whole story there went her chance with the first lovely man she’d come across in ages.
‘Look what’s in the egg Daddy!’ Josh grinned and brandished a tiny gold key.
Tilly scrambled to her feet and glared at her aunt. ‘Why did you give it to him?’
‘This is our only hope of finding Marvin.’ Elsie gave a triumphant smile.
Any second now Dan expected a man to jump out of the bushes brandishing a camera and saying this was a prank being filmed for a new TV show.
‘Josh, it’s late we need to go.’ He cleared his throat but the lump refused to go away as Tilly’s wide green-eyed gaze landed on him.
‘We can’t go! You told me there was one special prize and I’ve got it.’
Dan’s heart sunk. He’d stupidly read the small print at the bottom of the entry form to his son and Josh never forgot anything.
‘We’ve got to find what it opens, Daddy.’
He caught the two women exchanging secretive glances and Elsie nodded.
‘Stay here.’ Tilly ran towards the house and Dan sank into the nearest chair pulling a frowning Josh into his lap. You’re not the only one who doesn’t understand, Joshie.
Here she comes. Oh, no. If the boy opens that box I’m in trouble. No more Mrs. Marvin and the little Marvins.
Tilly set a small wood box on the ground. ‘Dan, will you put Josh down for a minute please and stand up?’ She linked her hands around the back of his neck and he startled as she brushed her lips over his mouth. A smile crept over his face and for a moment she forgot the Trecarne legend, their audience and everything except the zip of electricity tingling through her body.
‘Yuck, Daddy. Why is she kissing you?’
‘I don’t know but I hope she does it again.’ Dan’s whispered reply reverberated against her skin.
Tilly forced herself to ease away. ‘Now you can open the box, Josh.’ Her voice wobbled, certain they were doing the wrong thing.
‘Oh goodness, Tilly look!’ Elsie yelled. ‘It’s a sign from Marvin. He always loved the rabbits.’
She grabbed Zaph’s collar a second before it registered with her unruly dog that their friendly rabbit, its mate and four tiny baby rabbits stood in a line staring at them. ‘Don’t even think about it, Zaph.’
‘What’s going on?’ Dan asked.
No one kissed like Mrs. Marvin. Her warm soft nose nuzzling his neck made Marv happy. They could keep the Easter Bunny if he could keep Mrs. Marvin, Poppy, Moppy, Fluffy Tail and Paul, the naughtiest new addition to their growing family.
‘Come here, bunnies.’ Josh waved his hands and the key flew into the air before landing with a plop in the fountain.
‘I’ll find it.’ Dan lunged towards the water.
‘Leave it,’ Tilly pleaded.
‘She’s right.’ Elsie’s eyes glistened with unshed tears but her voice remained steady. ‘If Dan doesn’t mind I’ll take young Josh to see the maze.’
Tilly fell a little more in love with him when he didn’t question her aunt. ‘Don’t worry. It’s only three feet tall so we’ll easily spot them.’ They sat on the bench together and Tilly told him about the first Earl of Trecarne who fell in love with a Russian duchess already promised to another man. As a parting gift she gave him the Faberge egg containing a small gold key. ‘For it to work there first must be a kiss between two lovers.’ Her cheeks burned. ‘The key opens the box which then guides you to find what you’re looking for or the reverse whichever it believes you need most.’
‘He wasn’t happy running this place and used to joke about using the key to disappear. I didn’t take him seriously.’
Dan’s eyebrows rose. ‘You don’t really believe …’ He gestured towards the rabbits hopping off into the distance.
Tilly shrugged. ‘Who am I to argue with history? It brought you here.’
‘We came for the egg hunt.’
Tilly couldn’t believe Dan had failed to notice the lack of any other families around today. Maybe because they’d held the official Trecarne egg hunt last week. She angled her face for another wonderful kiss mentally promising the Trecarne version of the Easter Bunny a big bag of carrots.
Wow! What a fabulous and romantic ending to our Easter tale. Somehow they always manage it, don’t they? Well done to our amazing (and ever-imaginative!) Choc Lit authors
If you enjoyed Angela’s writing, you might like to check out her latest novella – You’re the One That I Want. Click the image above for more information.
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