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    Babbit, the Rabbit!
    Babbit, the Rabbit!
    Babbit, the Rabbit!
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    Babbit, the Rabbit!

    By A. Foster

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    Babbit works for The Boss. He is a klutzy, left-footed, messenger and errand runner, nicknamed "The Rabbit". He accidentally loses the "Protection Book" at the Metro Library while there, with his nephew. The Metro happens to be the "Titanic" of all libraries. The "Book" could put The Boss away for life! In an effort to find the book, Babbit and The Boss's son Joseph, rope the whole crazy gang into going to the Library to find it, before Officer Maren or anyone else, lay their hands on it.
    The adventures that follow are a recipe for havoc, chaos, and disaster.

    Romance, Gangsters, A Protection Book, and the Lottery!
    Hope you enjoy the fun. Thank you for reading!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherA. Foster
    Release dateFeb 22, 2018
    ISBN9781370799404
    Babbit, the Rabbit!
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    A. Foster

    Hello friends,Thank you for taking a moment to check out my site. I hope one of my stories catches your attention. Love to hear from you. Please like me, follow me and above all, tell someone else. I would be so grateful.I love to write, all kinds of stories. I am interested in real pirates from long ago, spaceships of tomorrow and all the time travel I can get. When I am not writing, I am thinking about new stories to tell and try out. Love to attend campfires and volunteer in classrooms often. A great place to entertain and experiment on themes.Hope to be invited to your campfire one day...Have fun and keep reading, dreaming, writing and hugging those you love most.

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      Babbit, the Rabbit! - A. Foster

      Babbit the Rabbit

      Written by: A. Foster

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      Table of Contents

      1 The Book

      2 The Boss

      3 It's not my fault

      4 Big, beautiful and yes a super hero too!

      5 Of Dawgs and Cats

      6 Go left

      7 Checking the Plan and a Patent

      8. Rabbit learns to hop

      9 Meow

      10 Advice to the Love Sick

      11 Monday, Monday

      12 Bigger on the inside.

      13 What you see is not what you get.

      14 See it my way.

      15 Babbit wins the Lottery!

      16 Spending the Money

      17 Acknowledgements

      18 More Books by A. Foster

      Chapter One: The Book

      As always I want to relate this story as it happened, but things get out of hand rather quickly. One minute you are trying to make clear a single point, without ever realizing that there are ripples that span out from that point. Sometimes those same ripples even bounce back at the source with a greater force then they went out. That being said, I was there the whole time. Well, most of it. Some of what is written here now is conjecture, but you can be assured that the final outcome would have been, is and will be the same.

      It was a cold day outside. The weatherman on channel 12.2 had gone on and on about the possibilities of rain, but all anyone really had to do was look up. Dark gray clouds in every direction. It had been cold enough the night before to freeze the top of the giant fountain just at the entrance to the Metro Library. The stone statues of dancing dolphins showed signs of frost, with small ice formations here and there. The fountain itself was about eighty feet across, built by patrons of the library as a gift to the children of their fair city, one year after the Metro itself was finished. Many people came to the library because of the fountain in front. Just below the surface, small coins sparkled brightly even in the dull overcast sky. Regardless of the weather, it was beautiful.

      The stone steps that led to the library entrance were just as grand. No one could pass by this landmark and not be in awe of the artwork and forethought that went into this incredible building. 1912 was a good year. People took pride in things, easily noted and reflected in the architecture. Over the past 99 years since, there were a few modernizations and improvements, such as book return boxes and glass doors that electronically opened from motion detection. Yet the feel of the place remained the same. Beautiful, classic, and awe-inspiring, the Library reflected the city's roots.

      The library was a bit fuller than usual. Perhaps that was due to the weather, maybe not? I observed the normal patrons come in at the normal times. Most all of them do their own thing. The ages and walks of life changed slightly, but they all had an air of belonging to the place. Anyone watching carefully would quickly notice a pattern. It is evident everywhere in life, but few bother to look for it. The pattern I mean. I guess I am part of that pattern too? What is important here is to note that there is one. Variations from that, often create, disruption and even on a larger scale, havoc.

      For now, I am just a patron like the rest. That is all that you need to know. Again, for now. Let me pick this story back up at the door. It was a wide two door, commercial opening that one would normally expect for the day. There had been efforts to preserve the original feeling of the entrance, but updates were necessary to match the times. However, the funny man that was trying to get through the glass opening had somehow got his arm caught in the push bar style handle. Instead of asking for help, he just sort, of opened and shut with the door, wrestling and grumbling under his breath. Every time the motion detector would catch up with the door closing, it would abruptly swish back open again. That action would result from nearly freeing the individual, back to starting all over again.

      The pretty, young woman at the front desk noticed the problem. She rushed from behind the giant, vintage, mahogany check out desk, around the far end of the long gray counter and down the long aisle. Speeding quickly across the main threshold, she went to rescue or at least offer assistance to the stranger. Just as she arrived, magically the man's arm came free and he twirled around to face her directly. Only a few inches away from her pretty face. Breathless and still swearing a little under his breath, he flushed red. Where did she come from? The day was going from bad to worse. Recognition was immediate. The beautiful girl from the race track. She had been the ticket taker. The memory came back clear as if it happened yesterday. In fact, it had been over three years ago.

      John Babbit was a long story reflected in the abridged version that just occurred at the library front door. Nothing ordinary or every day ever happened to John. In fact, Mr. Babbit tried very hard to fade into the background all the time, but it was rougher than one might think. At least for Babbit. The gang always teased him about how unlucky he was, for a Rabbit. The Big Boss accidentally called him Rabbit the first time he was introduced. It stuck immediately. No matter how often he corrected the gang, not the boss, however, that his name was Babbit, it just never stuck. Perhaps it was because no one wanted to correct The Boss, even indirectly. In a way, John thought it did fit a little. He was always running everywhere all the time for The Boss. Today was no different. Only this time she was there. I mean here. I mean, right in his path. His thoughts got all confused, his tongue felt thick and his legs were rubbery. The pretty lady that had been working the track window for betting was right in front of him. He had the same reaction that terrible day at the track and forgot completely to make a bet for the boss. Ouch, when the horse won, and no bet had been placed, Babbit insured he would be working for The Boss for a long time to come.

      Hello. Babbit chocked out. He wanted to say a couple of dozen things, but that was all the sound he could muster.

      "Hello. Are you okay? I saw you, from the front desk and thought you might need help. I came as quickly as I could. The desk is very big you see. It is old and I love it. That is not what we were talking about, however. So, I ran past the counter, and down the long aisle and here I am. You are okay, right? Do I know you? I know a lot of people. Well, they know

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