Glass {A Jick Story} Ep.33

something I dreamed about for too many years--the chance to know my father again. So why can't I embrace him? Things were so much easier when I was just Nick, who nobody cared about. Maybe not better, but for real--a whole lot simpler. Think I'll wander down to the rec room. See who else has been shredded today. Carmella waves as I walk through the door. "Hey, Nick. What's shaking?" "Nothing can shake quite like you, dear. Love your blouse." She glances down at the flawess turquoise silk. " ...


















