Glass by Ellen Hopkins

Author:Ellen Hopkins [Hopkins, Ellen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Social Issues, Family, Juvenile Fiction, Drugs; Alcohol; Substance Abuse, Parents, Emotions & Feelings
ISBN: 9781416940913
Google: PJArEP_lPlMC
Amazon: 141694091X
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2008-06-20T04:00:00+00:00

crap.Andthen I go home, deal with that crap too.That brings me down, waylow,

especially since I've only heard from Trey twice in two weeks.Still,346Mom and Scott

have tried to leave me alone. In fact, they've remained mostlysilent, despite their

assessing stares, which must confirm every suspicion. Huntercries a lot, it seems. I do

my best to comfort him, but I'm starting to think he screams because he sees me as a

stranger, like I'm the baby-sitter. Guiltrages in me, but only whenI finally come down

enough to really think about it.347Today I'm Coming DownIt will be a fast crash, and

forthat I'm grateful. My body aches. My brain feels like mush. I need sleep, even more

than I need food.Recognizing those needs,I haven't played with the monster for two

days.Work today was impossible.I don't know how I made it through.Now I'm home, and

Mom says, I'm going to the gym and then I've got some errands to run. Jake is at

practice.You'II have to watch Hunter."Sure. No problem," I say, knowing füll well that it might be a problem. I give him a bottle, lay him on a big quilt on the living room floor,

plop down beside him,348dose my eyes. Tread a pool of murky water, dreams gone

stagnant, or brewing dementia. Somewhere I hear a baby gurgling, giggling, cooing.

Somewhere I hear a baby fussing. Crying. Screeching ... But I can't wake up. Don't want

to leave this place so very near sleep. I have to. Can't. Have to. Won't. No, I'll deal with it when I come up for air. Up from this place I've finally settled into. Sleep. Deep, deep

sleep. What is that noise? It won't stop, like an alarm dock without a snooze

button.Suddenly I'm ratcheted awake, roughly set on my feet, pushed out the front door.

Mom's crazed face parts the cerebral mist. This is the last straw, Kristina.349What's

going on? My brain feels like mush. Behind Mom, I see Jake, holding Hunter, who's

howling like he's just been bitten. "Wha ... ?"You are leaving. And Hunter is staying. Do not come backhere untilyou're completely sober. And don't even think about trying to

take this baby.I don't get it. All I did was take a nap. My head is thick, my mouth unsure

how to work. "Wha ... what d-did I do? And where will I go?"While you were sleeping, Hunterrolled under a chair, and gotstuck under there. He was screaming and you

couldn't be bothered to wake up and find out why?350Rolled? Hunter can roll? Since

when? He's only six months old. Six-month-olds can roll? Why didn't anyone tell me he

could roll?I don't care where you go. Live on the street, sleep in your car. Just don 't

come back here. And don't ask for money. Gethelp, Kristina.She won't even let me back

in the house to get my clothes. Get my keys. She makes me sit in my car while she gets

them for me. What do I do now?351HelpI need help. The first person who comes to

mind is, of course, Trey. I dial his cell. No answer but voice mail. "Please call me. I need help."Sleep.I need sleep.

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