GRACE
It was fun walking around Old Montreal. Even Taryn enjoyed it. She told me that she doesn’t go out much. It wasn’t until I asked her where she had been that I found out she had not been anywhere but inside the village.
“Lowell, can I ask you something?”
“Yeah, sure. What about?” He was drinking coffee outside the store. I left Taryn and Erika while they looked at little trinkets.
“Taryn said she had not been anywhere. Is that true?”
He nodded. “Omegas don’t usually go out. They have chores to do, and on their time off, they usually use that to rest. Why?”
One day off? No wonder Taryn looks tired along with the others. And their job is from sun up to sundown. They don’t stop moving until everyone has eaten supper and the kitchen’s all cleaned up.
“Nothing. I was just cur
