Glass (Crank 2)

wrong with the ham?

he asks, drawing much

too much attention away

from Jake and toward us.

“Nope. It’s great,” I say.

“I just ate too much while

we were cooking.” The

explanation seems to work.

Heather chooses to flirt.

It’s delicious, she cons,

batting her thick lashes,

but I’m trying to lose

a few pounds. Sure, off

an already flawless figure.

Will someone please tell

her she’s crazy? pleads

Leigh. Then things get

really creepy, when she

turns to Heather. You’re

perfect, exactly as you are.

Mom and Scott roll

with it. And it sails

completely over Jake’s

head. Mouth stuffed

with cheesy potatoes,

he mumbles something

that sounds vaguely like

Perfect doesn’t cover it.

He’s in high school

already. How can he be