Page 43 of Fallout (Crank 3)

Once he held me close.

Once our lips connected.

Matt was gone.

Away from school.

Away from town.

Away from me.

I almost gave in.

Almost relented.

Almost submitted.

Almost said okay.

But I remembered.

Kyle is a stoner.

Kyle is a player.

Kyle is Matt’s best friend.

I THINK OF THEM BOTH

As I lie in bed, body

asking for sleep

while my brain insists on

flashing

cerebral photographs.

Phffft. Matt and me,

last summer, making

out

like there was no tomorrow.

Love that phrase. Because

without tomorrow,

what’s wrong with

some

spectacular today? Phffft.

Kyle, touching me,

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