Page 156 of Crank (Crank 1)


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makeup smeared,

I would have looked

fairly suspicious if I

had walked through

the door that night.

But I didn’t have

to and never once

pondered getting

caught as I stood

tiptoe on the first-

floor window trim,

stretching to catch

the ledge and crawl

back inside my window.

House dark, no sound

but Jake’s snoring

through the wall, I

laid in bed, watching

a ghost dance on the

ceiling, nose sucking

up sweat, tobacco, and

eau de Brendan,

wondering what Adam

was up to until the sun

poked through the curtains,

less than an hour later.

High

For two days, too much crank,

no sleep, liquid diet. The first

day of school was a nightmare.

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