Page 315 of Fallout (Crank 3)


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but she ran away. Walter says

good riddance, but Tanya …

Shh. You talk too much, scolds Eliana,

who is thirteen or fourteen and definitely

carries an air of older sibling. Lainie

had … issues. She spits the last word.

I can’t help but laugh. “Don’t we all?”

That shatters the iceberg, or at least

chips it heavily, as everyone contributes

to a chorus of giggles. We’re not exactly

friends, and trust will never happen

here, but at least we don’t hate one

another. And while the mood is halfway

relaxed, I might as well ask, “So what’s

with Walter?” Tanya is easy to read.

The communal amusement vanishes.

And though no one says a word,

I have all the answer I need.

WE CHANGE SUBJECTS

And within twenty minutes, I know

most everything there is to know about

Eliana and Rosa Garcia Famosa.

Their father came from Cuba to

the United States via Mexico, where

he met some very bad people who

he later went into business with.

In Texas, he fell in love (my take:

lust) with their mother, Irena, and

together they came to California,

where the girls were born. Irena

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