Page 295 of Fallout (Crank 3)


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Wonder if Aunt Cora’s

aura has gone all gray.

I want sun on my wedding

day. But in Texas, anything

goes, weather-wise, on any

given day. So an indoor

thing is the way to go.

Still, indoors or out,

a sense of foreboding

weighs me down. I want

to float in this soft bed,

with the curtains drawn.

At least I’ll get to see

Bryce. The thought buoys

me from under the covers.

Lots to do before then.

All in the name of beauty.

Shower. Makeup. Hair,

courtesy of the hotel’s

fancy stylist. Low-cut dress.

Flowers. Hope I can be

as pretty as the bride.

EVERYTHING ACCOMPLISHED

And as pretty as I’m going to get,

Aunt Cora and I arrive at the church.

It’s filling already. Most everyone,

of course, is either related to or

a friend of Liam. Our herd is much

smaller. I’m glad Bryce will be there

on the Shepherd side. There he is,

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