Chapter One: Down the Rabbit Hole
Eleanor sighed. Again, she had been nagged. Over nothing. Nothing at all! So, she was late to tea! But, according to her mother, Alice, that was taboo.
Eleanor walked along the garden, in her green dress with the tan and brown spades on it. photos/oldagevintage/3859985877/ . Her straight, ink black hair was in two braids. She wore tan knee-high socks, and brown loafers.
She stopped under the big oak tree. She swore she saw a rabbit. In a vest! A rabbit in a vest!
"I can't be late again!" He shrieked. Eleanor gasped. It was a talking rabbit!
"Excuse me Miss," he said, hopping past her. She watched the rabbit. He hopped into the maze of shrubs. Eleanor followed, wanting to know where that rabbit was going.
"I'm late! I'm late! Again!" The rabbit shrieked, hopping away. Eleanor followed, almost getting lost along the way.
Suddenly, the rabbit disappeared.
Where did he go? Eleanor wondered.
She took a step forward, and then fell down a hole.
The rabbit hole.