Glass (Crank 2)

to meet you. I’ve heard

a lot about you. You were

a hard act to follow.

Chase told her about me?

Yes, I guess that’s like

him. Honest till it hurts.

I don’t know what to say

except, “Home for a visit?”

Chase nods. We eloped,

so my mom hadn’t met

Amanda yet. Thought

we should fix that

before the baby’s born.

We make small talk

for a few minutes, my

end of the conversation

minuscule, compared

to all of Chase’s news.

Finally he decides,

It’s pretty late. We’d

better go before Mom

decides we skipped

town. Take care.

“You too. And let me

know when the baby

comes, okay?” I watch

them walk hip-to-hip

down the street. And

despite all the people—

bodies, faces—swarming