Chapter Four
Cherry watched as heavily pregnant Isobel soothed her little girl to sleep. Mother and daughter were lying together on the double mattress that took up most of the floor space in the little family’s allotted section of the warehouse. Isobel lay behind Miki, gently stroking the girl’s red-black hair as her eyes slowly closed. The child’s discarded interface with accompanying keyboard lay on the bed beside her. One of Isobel’s lower legs was in a cast.
Cherry didn’t like to watch while Isobel performed her motherly duties, but there was nothing she could do about it. Only thin curtains separated the sections for families in the warehouse, providing a modicum of privacy. Unless Cherry faced a curtain or looked upward there was nowhere else to look. The single folk were even wor
