Glass (Crank 2)

about trying to take this baby.

I don’t get it. All I did was

take a nap. My head is thick,

my mouth unsure how to

work. “Wha…what d-did I do?

And where will I go?”

While you were sleeping, Hunter

rolled under a chair, and got

stuck under there. He was screaming

and you couldn’t be bothered to

wake up and find out why?

Rolled? Hunter can roll?

Since when? He’s only six

months old. Six-month-olds

can roll? Why didn’t anyone

tell me he could roll?

I don’t care where you go.

Live on the street, sleep

in your car. Just don’t come

back here. And don’t ask

for money. Get help, Kristina.

She won’t even let me back

in the house to get my clothes.

Get my keys. She makes me

sit in my car while she gets

them for me. What do I do now?

Help

I need help.

The first person

who comes to mind