Jake & Bill can bring the snake out now

84 Days since the Snowstorm—April 1, 2018

Jake Marks and his older brother, Bill, walk through the high school parking lot because Bill told Jake to meet him there. Bill took his snake with him when he moved out, cracked two sides of the big tank when he shoved it into the back seat of the car, but now he’s trying to give the snake to Jake. “I can’t believe you’re not gonna take care of her,” Bill says. Jake doesn’t care. He doesn’t want the fucking snake. Fuck the snake. Fuck Bill. Fuck Ashley-the-fiancée, too. Just seeing the snake wrapped around Bill’s neck today annoys him.

Jake feels like he’s going to puke. He’s about to tell everyone about everything. He thinks: Resurrection, motherfuckers. He wishes he would have figured out Bill’s scam earlier, but he was just a kid and Bill gave no fucks. Bill never gave any fucks. Now Jake gives no fucks about Bill.

Six years between them, and Bill is a man now, about to get married—about to go to prison if Jake has anything to do with it. Jake’s just a kid. Tenth grade for the second time. Plans to act it now, too.

Today Bill is bringing his fiancée, Ashley, to Easter dinner at Jake’s house.

Today Jake is telling his parents what they did.

Today changes everything.