Chapter 12
Parents
It sounded like Indians chanting some kind of tribal song. Lots of drum banging and rattles swooshing. The noise was unusual, but not so much that it awakened her to a state of instant readiness, which was soothing. Instead, Cutler blearily opened one eye as David rolled out of bed and snagged his cell phone out of his pants pocket.
"Hello?"
Sunshine tried to peer between the slits in the curtains. The urge to use the bathroom quickly became insistent, and she swung her bad leg over the edge of the bed and reached for her cane. A quick glance at the clock on the bedside table read eleven minutes after seven.
"Yeah, Dad, I did."
The conversation continued. Cutler listened with half an ear as she made her way to the toilet. David watched her maneuver herself with a
