Page 104 of Glass (Crank 2)
need that to get anywhere, Kristina….
Tears interrupt. You could have gone…
I know she cares about me, wants
what’s best for me. But we already
went through this once today. Anger
carbonates inside me, bubbles hot
and red, and if I let Bree have her way
right now, she’ll say something I shouldn’t.
Luckily
The telephone rings, interrupting
a very tense situation. Mom shakes
her head and gives me a final look,
steeped with worry and something
kind of like curiosity. She knows
something, or at least intuits it.
She answers the phone, still
shaking her head a little.
Leigh? You’re here already?
I’ll grab my purse and see you
in a half hour. She turns to me.
They took an early flight. I have
to go get them. Want to ride along?
She wants me to, that much is
clear, but
that would mean more
one-sided conversation. “I think
I’ll stay here and play with Hunter.
He’ll probably need another nap
soon, anyway. Car naps don’t count.”
The baby in question gurgles and
