Matt was outside the next day, sawing down the trunk of a birch into smaller pieces. The sound revved through the quiet air and vibrated right into his bones, and right into other people’s heads. But he’d gotten used to it by now. Dany was at school. They’d gotten another three inches of snow during the night, and his breath created frozen vapours as he worked.
He piled a few pieces on top of each other, and then picked them up. He turned to carry them toward the storage, and hopped. He nearly dropped them when he saw Rose leaning against his wall, clad in a green parka, dark pants, and bright orange gloves.
He cleared his throat, then went to put away the logs. “Aren’t you working today?”
“I got the later shift today. Lily’s got some online thing she wants to do, apparently it happens
