Chapter 31Taggart muted the alert on his phone. When he glimpsed the message that came with it, he was disappointed that it wasn’t actually from a person. It was from his calendar, telling him that today was the last day to submit an application to Teacher’s College to start during their winter semester.
“Shit.” Taggart leaned against one of the cages of the dogs he was supposed to take for a walk. No one else was around; even Julia had taken her lunch break and her post at the front desk was empty. There was never much foot traffic during Monday afternoons, and if anyone came by to fill in an adoption form, Taggart was more than qualified to get them started on the process until someone more official could take over. Taggart thought he’d appreciate the quiet contemplation of the numerous
