Malicious Charity Rockatansky

Malicious Charity Rockatansky A Short Story by Jane Doe Kimberly Rabbit looked at the giant hat in her hands and felt anxious. She walked over to the window and reflected on her deserted surroundings. She had always loved industrial Liverpool with its innocent, icy igloos. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel anxious. Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Charity Rockatansky. Charity was a malicious vicar with handsome toes and brunette toenails.