CHAPTER 13Cora drove her CR-V into the driveway of the modern home only a few blocks away from her apartment, lifted out a couple of bags of groceries and walked in without knocking. It was Wednesday and as she worked on a Saturday, her day off from work.
"Hi Sloane,"' she called out as she placed the bags on the kitchen sink "I picked up the groceries you ordered online."
Sloane walked in from the bedroom with nine-month-old Skye in her arms. "Guess what?" she asked.
"Skye needs changing?"
"No she's crawling, right across the room." She placed the baby on the carpet and they both watched as Skye lay on her tummy for a moment before she began to crawl towards her mother. Sloane picked her up, kissed her and settled her down with a bottle.
Sloane smiled. "She's normal, Cora; perfectly
