he held a thermometer against the hot lightbulb
and watched the mercury rise
then he draped a warm, wet washcloth on your face
your skin felt clammy
Mom will think you’re sick, he said. cough a little, too
he leaned in closer and lowered his voice
Mom’s a sucker, he said. if you’re convincing enough
she’ll bring you pudding and the portable TV
he was right. it played out exactly like he said
later that year he got caught shoplifting
with the kid who had bullied you
your parents blamed the other boy
nine years later
you’re a junior in high school
and
the hardest thing about having a brother with no conscience and a taste for cocaine is watching your parents pretend everything’s fine
it’s just a phase
everyone experiments
he can always get his GED
your parents put more spin on your brother’s life than Magic Johnson puts on a basketball
TWO (TO)
fall college night at your high school
your parents won’t show up
of course they won’t
they can’t think about anything but your brother
and his impending date with the Los Angeles County Court
jail
bail
they’re scared out of their minds
this time he’s over eighteen