Fallout (Crank 3)

where to, but once I was there a few

days, I didn’t want to leave. Ever.

“Because of the dope or

because of Mom?”

Both. Oh my God. You can’t imagine

how much crystal they were moving.

And as for your mom, she was skinny

as hell, and a total tweaker bitch,

but I fell for her right off. Something

in thos

e eyes, and she was wild in b—

Way TMI, Dad. Still, “Uh, it’s okay.

Obviously you guys had sex.”

It was more than that, at least

for me. I was flat in love with her.

Which was a fucked-up thing to be.

Trey wasn’t around much.

Working a little. Dealing a lot.

Kristina and I were tight for a while.

He stops. Lights another cig.

Stares at his empty beer can.

I should get him one. The deadly duo

seems to be fueling his storytelling.

I don’t think she ever really loved

me, though. She was crazy about

Trey. She liked making him jealous.

Which was dangerous for both of

us. He did have a temper! When

he found out about us, he freaked.

Dad looks longingly at the empty