52. Ryan

Chapter 52

Ryan

Eighteen Winters Ago / Age Ten

Last year, our parents promised we could go to the very top of the mountain when we turned ten, and today is the day.Dad takes a million photos, but I want to get going.

“Race you to the bottom, Bunny.”

“Why do you keep calling me Bunny?”

“Because your braids look like rabbit ears when you wear them like that. And your nose wrinkles when you laugh.”

“Does not.”

“It does.” I tap her on the tip of her nose. It’s cold and pink. “Boop! You’re a bunny with two bunny ears and a little bunny nose.”

“I don’t think you’ve ever seen a real rabbit,” she says, sliding past me. “Last one down is a rotten egg!”