Grace was bored, but she had no intention of getting too chatty with Owen.

The silence between them actually suited her just fine.

While she was idly weaving butterflies out of dry grass, Owen finally spoke up.

She replied without even looking up, her tone flat, "Getting used to it."

"Marcus treats you well," he said.

"Yeah."

"You studied AI in college, right?"

"Mm-hmm."

"How did you and Marcus meet?" ...