Page 185 of Fallout (Crank 3)


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and candy-stripe-eyed, but

the grandfather who opens

the door is one I’ve never, ever

seen before. “Wow. I didn’t

know you even owned a suit.”

A genuine grin creeps cheekbone

to cheekbone, and his eyes—

clear as a cold-water creek—fill

with delight. Dug it out of mothballs.

Today is a special occasion.

Thought Cora might appreciate

you and me dressing to the nines.

Go put on something real pretty.

It’s an order. But a gentle one.

THE WHOLE THING

Is so unexpected, I’m halfway

changed into a plum-colored silk

blouse when my fingers start to

tingle and my breath stutters short.

Wait. Why now? Nothing’s wrong

except … Except for this sudden

feeling like the world just flipped

upside down. South Pole on top.

Santa’s lair at the butt end. I close

my eyes, sip in air through clenching

teeth. What is going on with me?

It’s just one dinner at the home of total

strangers. One stupid holiday meal,

Grandfather and me putting on the dog

to impress … who? One Thanksgiving,

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