Page 302 of Glass (Crank 2)


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“Want some company?”

Long About the Time

The sun shows its face, I am spent,

woozy, not quite asleep. Brad has

managed to slip into dreams and I

listen to his shallow breathing.

It’s hypnotic, and I steal lower

and lower toward the nowhere

place between consciousness

and blessed sleep. Somewhere

there’s a noise. A door closes.

Footsteps? On the stairs? I can’t

move. I’m weighted, shackled.

I should. I must. But I’m close

to oblivion. My door creaks open.

The long, silent pause tells me

it isn’t one of the girls. Footsteps

across the floor. I’m afraid.

Rooted. Not even the sound of

fabric falling against the carpeting

convinces me to move. Somehow,

this person is familiar.

Behind me, the sheets part.

Move over, Trey whispers, and

I do and it makes no difference

that Brad is semisoundly sleeping

beside us. Trey pulls me to him

and I stiffen, terrified of what he

must be thinking. It’s okay, he

whispers, and we’re making love.

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