Crank (Crank 1)

excursions, no calls.

How unfair could you get?

Couldn’t she just decide how mad to be,

then mold the consequences to fit?

I’m so disappointed in you!

What else was new? She was only good

with “all I could be” when it involved

a straight-A report card.

Don’t you realize this could

scar you forever?

Well, duh, Mom. It already had,

though not in the way you imagined.

Couldn’t you have asked about that?

Why can’t you be more

like your sister?

Did she mean look more like her? Be

PhD bound? Or maybe she wanted me

gay? Lesbians and pregnancy rarely mix.

How can I trust you to make

good decisions?

Oh, great. Here it came. No driver’s

training, no driver’s license. Their

way of keeping me cooped up forever.

Driver’s training is on hold.

And to keep you from feeling

cooped up, you can pull weeds.

Fine. I was almost 17, would never

drive, and now I’d spend my summer

yanking goats’ heads.

The Problem with Being Grounded