Ty's ribs entered the nursery before the rest of him, which was becoming a habit he wanted to stop.
Three bones hung through the broken roof boards. One had caught a painted cabinet by its back rail. Another pressed against a sleeping rope while the third scraped across a beam covered in children's handprints.
His skull remained outside against Jade's coat. When the moving settlement rolled beneath them, the nursery turned through his green eye like a box somebody had kicked down a stair.
"Jade, turn my skull until the hole stays below my left eye."
She tightened the coat belt and shifted him against her hip.
"Your left eye is inside my coat, so choose another landmark."
"Keep the child with the red sleeve above my teeth."
