Glass (Crank 2)

Good thing, since his wife walked

and left him with the kids.

Raising kids with only solar power

could be tough. “How many does

he have?” Like I care. The voyeur in

me wants to know why his wife left

him. His dealing? Another man? Simple

boredom, locked up with kids all day?

Two little girls, one of them

named after me—LaTreya.

Cute, huh? She’s cute too.

Looks just like her mom.

We turn off the main road, into

a relatively new neighborhood.

It’s getting dark, but even so,

I can see that one house pretty

much resembles the next. “Glad

you know where you’re going.”

Yeah, the houses are cookie-

cutter, okay. Main difference

is the colors. Incognito, that’s

how Brad lives, and that’s good.

As we pull into the driveway,

I notice movement behind

a curtain. We climb out of the car,

into sweet high desert air and it

strikes me how normal we must

look to the neighbors. Family.

Trey slides his arm around

my shoulders and I love how