Glass (Crank 2)

munching cereal. No school

this week, they’re all mine.

I put in a call to Trey. No

answer. No surprise. I’m

getting ready to leave a

voice mail when the door

bell rings. He’s here!

LaTreya beats me to the door

and flings it open. Mommy!

she screams, throwing her arms

around the slender redhead.

Angela steps through the door,

levels me with a shot of green

eyes. Who the hell are you?

Standing There

Wearing zip but a long T-shirt

and underwear, I

introduce myself,

“I’m Kristina, the girls’ nanny.”

Angela is unimpressed. [Angela

is totally irritated.]

Well, I happen to

be the girls’ mother. Where’s Brad?

She’s pissing me off. “I figured

that’s who you

were when LaTreya

called you ‘Mommy.’ Brad’s at work.”

Another evil blink of snake green eyes.

I thought I’d take

the kids shopping.