“As a younger man, Cole wasn't much less pathetic than he is today. Born and raised in Massachusetts, he formerly dated Dira, breaking up in high school because Cole realized he might be gay. The two remained friends, getting high every weekend in his childhood bedroom. Eventually, his inebriation caught up to him on a mountainous highway late at night. His reckless driving became the cause of a terrible accident which left 2 dead and 1 injured. He wasn't aware the crash had happened until the next morning, figuring it out by comparing the news headline to the scratches in the paint of his mothers car. Distraught, he asked his father, Todd, for advice, who told him to pay for the damages to the car and leave. In exchange, Todd agreed to never tell Cole's mother, Gail, what he had done. He left and hasn't spoken to either of them since, too ashamed of himself. He now lives in the most rural place he could find for himself, the majority of his existence confined to a small mobile home in the woods of upstate New York.”
