Cynthia's Point of View:
I wake up at the sound of my phone going off at 3am. "What the..." I say and then think to myself, Now who could be calling me at three in the morning? I reach for my cell phone on my bed-stand and answer, "Hello, Cynthia, speaking. Who is this?" "Cynthia? This is Starla, Star's mother. I know I don't call you often and we don't see each other often, but we've known each other since Star started working at the gallery and I have a favor to ask of you." Well this is unexpected. Hopefully, she's okay. Star and Starla always seem to love each other but their relationship is so strained....I wonder what the favor is. I notice that she sounds a little panicked. Starla's speaking slow but her words sound off as if she's worried that I'll say no to whatever request she
