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300 pages, Paperback
First published February 26, 2026
Everybody says Why don't you speak or Do you speak or You should speak more or Can't you speak? Even this boy with his hat on his face. Even Jack says You don't talk much. She's mad. She's so mad and tired of everyone talking about words and speaking and whether she does it enough and how she should be different. She screams. She screams at the boy, one shout, one blast, just AAAH! No words.
Want a beer?' Jack says.
Gloria don't speak.
'You can't be a kid all your life, Jack says.
Wanna beer wanna beer wanna beer.
She plays Jack's words over in her head, finding the rhythm. She rocks a little in time to the sound. Inside her mouth she runs her tongue over her teeth. She can feel her tongue on the inside of her cheeks and the hard dips and jags of her molars.
Her teeth are warm from chips and sweet from ketchup. She don't want a beer. Jack has handed her his drink before and told her to take a sip. It was bitter and like metal. Not sweet.