17: Her new life

3 months late

*Cathwulf*

The menu offered at Joe’s Diner switches to lunch at ten in the morning, though we continue to serve breakfast throughout the day for anyone who wants it; very few customers ever actually want a burger and fries that early.

The breakfast crowd is gone for today and I have cleaned all the booths and tidied the counter, so I wander to the glass front door to glance up and down the street to look for … I am not sure … in the beginning it had been to see if anyone might be coming for me, now it is more of a habit.

I am far away from my old life, living as a human and hiding under the very normal and human name Sarah Smith and I have adopted a southern accent, that I funnily find easy … I am happy in my new life where no one thinks I am special and no one wants to buy me or breed me.

The werewolf life is in my past, so I am not even sure I am considered a rogue.

None of the few pedestrians have eyes set on the place, so I return to the counter. I can hear th