Fallout (Crank 3)

Leigh to move to the front seat.

“So we can talk,” is my reason.

It takes a few minutes before she

says, You may not believe it, but in

her own way, Kristina loves you.

The vine wraps itself around my

throat. Chokes. “Kristina doesn’t

love anyone, except ‘in her own

way.’ That isn’t good enough.

Love isn’t supposed to be …”

I hate revelations. “Selfish.”

A SUBJECT CHANGE

Seems in order. “So how’s …”

I don’t even know what to call him.

Leigh rescues me. Dad? Not good.

Linda Sue is beside herself. Scared.

“Of what?” Stupid question. I know

the answer before she says it.

Losing him. She really loves him.

I feel sorry for her, you know?

“But what about him? How do

you feel about him maybe dying?”

She’s already thought it through.

I hated him for so long. For the way

he left us. For the part he played in

Kristina’s drama. I don’t know, Hunter.

I guess what I feel is guilty because

I don’t have a need to mourn him.

Bam. “What about Kristina?

How does she feel about it?”