BreedersChapter 8
Jason had been right, Carolyn thought to herself. After the first couple weeks, it had been easier. She no longer felt more than occasional twinges of guilt over her association with the dogs. It had become a job - with its unpleasant moments, with its gratifying moments as well - it was a job and it paid well. She longed to be free of it, sometimes during the long sleepless nights, but she seldom considered trying to leave Royal Benson Kennels. The hours were good. She worked from four to...