Glass (Crank 2)

fuck is wrong with you? Remember

how much you wanted away from

home, only a few months ago?]

I do, but that was before the

holidays

intruded. I’ve never been away

from home on Christmas before.

Mom has transformed the house

into a Sugarplum Dreamland, only it

is

Hunter who she has transformed

it for. [You’re jealous of Hunter

now?] Yes. And of Mom [his

mommy] and Leigh, who is

where

I want to be—snug in front

of the fireplace, drinking hot

chocolate and munching popcorn

while trimming the tall fir tree.

I

want to hum along to carols, sneak

off to my room to wrap presents [and

do what else?]. Pipe down, Bree! Despite

your insistence otherwise, that is where I

really belong.

It’s Almost Eight

When I get to Brad’s. The wind

has blown up, and it’s north-pole

cold, but so far, not even a flurry.

Inside they’re watching A Charlie