Glass (Crank 2)

in conversation, I can

tell Mom I asked,

but he had other plans.

I call about eight.

“Hey, Trent. It’s Kristina.

Long time, no talk.

“I heard you’re working

for a lawyer. Hope

he’s really cute!”

Trent hesitates, not

at all sure why I’m striking

up a conversation.

He’s not bad, actually.

But that can’t be why

you called. What’s up?

To the point, and why

not? We haven’t spoken

since before I had Hunter.

“Actually, I’m driving over

to Stockton tomorrow

afternoon and wondered

if you’d like to ride along.

I thought you might like

to drop in on Robyn.”

Thanks for thinking

of me, Kristina. But

I have to work and

even if I didn’t, I

wouldn’t go. Robyn

is on a fast track to death.