Glass (Crank 2)

told her to shut the hell up, Brad

went off the deep end. I thought

he was going to haul off and hit me.

I can picture it all clearly. But

there’s a puzzle piece missing.

And it has something to do with,

“Crashing?” How did he know

she was using, let alone crashing?

I never noticed it, not even

sitting across the table from

her. What hasn’t he told me?

“What haven’t you told me?”

He stops ranting, studies me,

trying to decide how much

information I can handle.

Promise you won’t get mad?

I don’t want to fight with you,

too. He looks like he could break.

This can’t be good. But

what the hell? I’d almost

given up on ever seeing

him again, anyway. If this

is the last straw, I don’t have

to get mad, do I? “Promise.”

You know the girl in Stockton,

the one I told you about?

Truth is, it was Angela.

Bang! Everything falls

right into place. I do get

mad. Jealous. Insanely so.