Fallout (Crank 3)

not noticed a resemblance?

Did it not cross your mind?”

His eyes—my eyes—scan

my face. It never occurred—

I mean, I saw her mom with a baby,

once. You, I guess. But I thought he—

you—she said—Oh my God.

Why didn’t anyone ever tell me?

“Why? What would you

have done? Married her and

played house for a while?

Look, I don’t expect anything

from you. My grandparents

adopted me, gave me a great

childhood. Better than you

or Kristina ever could have.

I just thought you ought to know.”

OUR EYES LOCK

Green-marbled gray

to green-marbled gray.

But really, there’s not

a whole lot more to say,

except, “Why did you

come back

here?”

He shrugs. This is home.

My mom died two

years ago, but my dad

still lives in Fernley.

Blood is thick, you know?