Page 57 of Glass (Crank 2)

Lately, I think about it

more and more. Like

a sick little kid, I want

to go outside and

play.

But I’ve never been

especially good at

choosing play

partners. Is Trey

the game

I’m after, and is he

after me? If so, I need

to learn the rules of his

game so I can

play it well.

I Meant to Pick Up a Stash

Make a quick about-face,

head back to Reno. Like

I couldn’t have guessed it

might not turn out that way.

But I haven’t talked to anyone

my age in months. Between

that and the toot, my mouth

won’t stop working.

One bowl. Robyn and I talk

about Reno, how life used

to be. Two bowls. We talk

about how life is now—

too many classes for her,

too much home for me.