Page 363 of Glass (Crank 2)

I don’t know. Not much. But there’s

still a little glass. We can sell it…

Lockbox. I spring from bed, rush

to its hiding place, line up the numbers

on the lock. One hundred sixteen dollars.

Trey is still talking. We just have to stay

out of it until we make our money back.

Stay out of what? Oh, the stash. Right.

We’re so very good at that. I sit back

in the chair beneath the window, stare

at the same stars in the same night sky.

Inside, everything is different. Again.

I Still Love Trey

But I can’t trust him,

and so the love feels

different.

I still love Hunter,

but know he’s better

off away from me,

and so the love is

distant.

I still love Brad, in

some warped way,

even though I was

discarded,

used then tossed

aside, like a once-

favorite toy,

outgrown.

Funny, but I still love

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