“One night, almost a year after he escaped, I woke up in bed to something tight around my throat. It was him. It was Monty. He’d come back to me.” “What?” Bobby says, excited. “Wow!” “Yeah.” Dad sighs. “Slithered up into my bed and wrapped himself around my neck. Scared the shit out of me. I started screaming and freaking out. My mom, your grandmother, she comes running in and flips on the light, sees me in bed with my snake around my neck and screams just as loud as I did.” “Then what happened?” “Well. I unwrapped Monty from my neck and discovered he was dead. That’s what happened.”
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