Abby cried at Easter as a child, watching the family across the street. Grownups hid sweets around their property. Children searched. “Easter egg hunt” it was called.

Such a silly custom, Abby’s mother said.

As an adult, Abby visited her married sister, becoming the Easter bunny for nieces and nephews.

Krystyna writes poetry, fiction and creative nonfiction. She delights neighbourhood cats with her singing.