Glass (Crank 2)

for fixing my car. Okay, honey?”

No! It’s not okay. He’s my

daddy, and daddies are only

supposed to kiss mommies.

You’re not my mommy, so you

better not kiss him anymore!

She storms into the other room.

Brad smiles apologetically.

Sorry bout that. Jeez, she’s

more like her mother than I

imagined. Who knew such

a little girl could have such

a big temper—or opinions?

I’ve never really asked

about Angela before. This

seems like as good a time as

any. “Tell me about Angela.

What happened between

you? Why did she leave?”

He shakes his head. Not

much to say. We got married

and had kids, right out of high

school. One day she said she

needed some space. Guess

she found some she likes.

He Drops It

And so do I, but thinking

about leaving kids behind

has made me want to see

Hunter. I pick up the phone.