Glass (Crank 2)

around to it yet. No problem.

I’ll replace it as soon as I get

my birthday stash. Meanwhile,

Hunter won’t miss it. And

neither, I hope, will Mom.

Pack an overnight bag, just

in case, she says, interrupting

my thoughts. Always a good

idea to plan for that rainy day.

She Makes It So Easy

Handing me her keys,

helping me pack, giving

me money. I’d like to

blame

her for what may come,

take dead aim and whack

this big ball of

guilt

across the net,

into her court, wait

for her well-deserved

volley.

But that wouldn’t

be accurate,

wouldn’t be

right.

I know as I climb

into the SUV, crank

the engine, that what’s

left