Page 53 of Glass (Crank 2)

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describe the battlefield

I’ve just walked into.

The living room is strewn

with dirty clothes, designer

shoes, and smeared paper

plates. Attached is a small

dining nook. Books (text

and other) spatter the table,

along with beads, pastels,

and various art supplies.

I’ve always got two or three

projects going on at once,

explains Robyn. Some for art

class, others just to stroke

my creative side. Unfortunately,

I don’t finish many.

Trey laughs. Spoken like

a true tweaker. Oh, and

speaking of tweak…

He reaches down into his sock

and produces a plastic bag

with some serious-looking crystal.

So Robyn wasn’t scoring

for Trey. He was scoring for

her! Very interesting.

Robyn Is Making

A sizeable buy. I sit, growing more anxious with every

passing second, watching her weigh a half ounce of meth

into eight balls. She’s into the deal, heavy. I mean, there

she is, holding enough crystal to send her away for a very,

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