Despite his words, Sunshine couldn’t help but feeling he was dismissing the problem. The muscles in her back and legs grew tense as she watched the black-eyed couple cross the street. Demons here weren’t safe. Hells, even demons back home had every potential to be dangerous. And with the magic-users she’d been hearing about, there was every possibility for a bad-cross. If that even happened here… Did that happen here? She was missing so much critical information. Christo and holy water. Right. This sounded like a bad vid at one of her family’s movie nights. And through her head the litany kept playing that not all demons were evil.
But to be on the safe side. “I’ll watch him, but not here. I wanna get us some place safe, talk to him, see if there is any kind of adult he could legally go to. If his mother’s possessed, I don’t want her calling up the police and accusing us of abduction. And I don’t see why we’d need to keep him like this. He’s been friendly, he’s the one who noticed his mom was possessed in the first place, so I don’t think he’s planning to go running back to her.” Behind her words was the impulse to grit her teeth and demand that Ganner ‘Put him back now.’ But she didn’t. This wasn’t her world and things weren’t on her terms. Sunshine was aware that in this situation she might not know what was best.
Maybe Ganner was convinced that the kid only had his mom, but Sunshine wouldn’t buy that. Kids were notoriously unreliable. Right now, the boy felt like he was losing his mom to a demon. No wonder his mind focused in on thinking he had only her. That didn’t mean in reality he didn’t have a neighbor or friend with parents or teacher or clergy that couldn’t look after him.