Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 816

While Owen Reynolds was huffing and puffing, rolling snowballs in the yard, Roseanne was buried in data entry at the lab, her attention fixed on the numbers flickering across her computer screen.

Mamie and Scales had already gone home for the day.

She was the only one left.

She'd grown so used to Mamie's constant chatter that, for a moment that morning, the quiet felt almost unnatural as she stepped inside. But the moment she climbed onto her workbench and started her experiments, that unease melted away.

Roseanne never feared solitude. The years Murray kept her shut away in that big, empty house had already taught her how to be alone.

She could read by herself, study by herself, cook for herself, eat alone, and wait for time to pass alone.

Doing research could be a group effort or a solo journey. She'd understood that for a long time.

Around noon, Roseanne rubbed her neck, stiff from too many hours hunched over her notes, and headed to the break room for lunch.

She'd made her meal that morning-just needed to pop it in the microwave to heat it up.

She ate as she scrolled absently through her social feed.

Suddenly, a post from Stoddard, just an hour ago, caught her eye:

Text: "Rolled so many I feel sick."

Attached was a photo-three neat rows of snowballs, each one nearly identical in size, lined up in the snow.

Three rows!

it was

"like" and left a

Stoddard, you're

instantly: [It wasn't me who was

as if the last word hadn't been

'fire,' it's

Roseanne was lost: [??]

Stoddard didn't reply again.

What did

lunch, stretched her legs for a moment,

nap— getting up again would be twice as hard, and she'd rather finish her work

in the afternoon, she called a cab

stepped into her street, she spotted two kids in

not a bad

scarf wrapped around its neck, and they'd perched

It actually looked great.

paused, unable to help herself, and stood quietly at the side, watching as the kids

Reynolds turned into the street just in time to see Roseanne, utterly absorbed, staring at the two kids as if she were conducting an experiment more fascinating

behind her,

it that

spun around in surprise, but her eyes crinkled with a smile the

I

had he finished two sets of data analysis, he'd even learned