Glass (Crank 2)

something like this from him….

spittle foams at the corners

of her mouth. But not from you.

Where the hell have you been?

Dad jumps in with a monster-

fueled lie about car trouble,

dead cell phone batteries, and

more. He looks like crap

and I know I can’t look much

better, but no time to worry

about that now. “Can we talk

about this later? I imagine

everyone’s waiting for us.”

And, of course, they totally

are. Baptisms usually happen

before the sermon, but Pastor

Keith wisely forged ahead,

assuming [praying] Hunter’s

wayward mother would

appear sooner or later.

All eyes turn as we come

through the door, and I know

every single pair must ascertain

exactly what the problem is.

Better not to think about that.

Leigh has saved Mom and me

seats up front. Dad and Linda Sue

sit at the back of the sanctuary.

Somehow, we maintain

when they call the baptismal