Page 247 of Glass (Crank 2)

knowing Trey’s not here, but

feeling him next to me

anyway. Next to…

Voices. Where

are the voices? I want

to find them. Need to find them,

can’t say why. But it’s dark here.

I run, searching, until some foreign

vine wraps itself around my

ankles, stopping my feet

cold, strapping

my body in

place while the rest

of me flies. Insane! It’s so

easy to fly, and I rise over ever

green spires, granite cathedrals,

slip into the troposphere,

surf vertical winds,

still seeking…

Voices

Voices, again. The same,

but not. Little voices.

Girls. Little girls.

Can’t find them now. I’m

flying.

Male voices, bigger.

One voice. Two.

Two men.

Not now. I’m

flying toward

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