husband.
“How long?”
“I’ve never brought animals home before,” he said quickly. “The other nights I was taking late feeding shifts at the rescue. Afterward I slept down here because I didn’t want to wake you.”
“That isn’t what I asked.”
Greg looked toward the floor.
“I’ve been volunteering there for about six months.”
I stared at him.
“Six months?”
“The overnight feeding shifts only started three weeks ago.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
“What exactly do you do there?”
“Whatever they need. Cleaning cages. Picking up supplies.
