Page 327 of Glass (Crank 2)


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a statement, not a question.

Loveless sex is meaningless.

Has Trey concluded that?

Exactly. The other guys

in the band don’t feel

the same way, but singing

for sex negates the art.

Okay, he’s a little strange.

But I really, really like him.

And I really need a friend.

“Is it okay if I call again?”

Anytime, little sister.

Anytime at all. You know

I’ve always cared for you.

That hasn’t changed a bit.

Intense. He cares for me.

But does he care for me

as a friend? Potential lover?

Or—heaven forbid—little sister?

Buzzed

Bleeding. Bored out of my tree, I decide

to take a walk. This part of town is run

down, with cracked sidewalks and pot

holed streets and dirty people, huddled

against weary buildings. A few yellow

streetlights buzz with effort, but don’t do

much against the moonless night. Still, down

town is only a few blocks away, and there’s

plenty of light there—neon light, in rainbow

colors, fountaining up casino towers. It’s spring

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