Glass (Crank 2)

here. The only excuses I ever give

have to do with my period.” OMG!

Bree has taken full-blown control.

Kevin is no match for her. He stops.

Stutters. Accepts the application

and suggests, Let’s go into the back

office and discuss possibilities.

Bree and I trail him into

a big storage room, filled

with cartons and stuff. On

one table sits an old computer.

Sit right there, Kristina Snow.

I see you’re going to be eighteen

on Saturday? He studies me like

a tough-to-crack textbook.

“That’s right. So I really need

to make some money to move

out on my own….” I debate telling

him about Hunter. Decide not to.

No employment history, I see. So, no

cash register experience? He doesn’t

flinch at my blank stare. Well, with

scanners it’s easy. You can make change?

Bree comes oozing out my pores.

“I can make just about anything,

Mr. Stewart. Change is a piece of pie.”

Now I remember why I loved her.

He leans toward me, close

enough so I can see the hairs in his

nose. Cream pie’s my favorite.