Page 434 of Fallout (Crank 3)


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for each other. And

me. I bet they

hated me because

I kept them together.

Drove them

apart. Reminded them

of what they should be,

and how incapable

they were of being it.

THE REST OF THE NIGHT

Was lost to the voice

of the wind calling

down over the Sierra.

Something familiar

about that keening,

too. Some part of me

longing to hear it again

after all these years.

I listened for hours,

until finally it calmed.

And in the lull, doubt

lifted, a ghost shrugging

off flesh. Nothing stays

the same. So how can

you trust anything?

How can you believe?

I got up, went into

the bathroom. Arranged

the toiletries by color.

Rearranged them by height.

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