Page 342 of Glass (Crank 2)

can’t

stay

here, alone in this flea-

bag motel. I need

another place.

A place with

people. One

comes to

mind.

Home. I want to go

home. Tomorrow

when I’m there,

I’ll push Mom

to please let

me come

home.

But only until summer.

Clean, Maintenance-Buzzed

We take my car home.

Mom and Scott didn’t

meet Trey before, but

they might recognize

the Mustang. I want

them to like him. Need

them to love him, one-

tenth as much as I do.

I hold a dozen supermarket

roses in my lap. Scentless.

What happened to red rose

perfume? Has the monster