Page 146 of Glass (Crank 2)


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the block. Heather? Who knows?

Who cares? I’m birthday partying

with the monster, and we’re

starting right this minute.

OMG. The rush is beyond

what I expected—hot then

cool, and my head lights up

like casino neon. Startling.

Another whiff. Double or

nothing, two somehow more

than twice as good as one.

I open my window to

let the smoke escape,

notice Scott’s car come

puttering up the street.

Can I get away with one

more? [Go for it, quick!]

I turn on a fan, spray a

big dose of Ozium, dash

to the bathroom to do

the big three—you know,

shit, shave, and shower.

Crude? Yeah. And bound to

get cruder as the evening

progresses. It’s Bree’s

birthday too, and for

a change I’m going to

let her cut loose. After all,

you only turn eighteen once.

All Spiffy

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