Chapter 70: What Are Friends For?
~ Yates ~
The headache from the night before was still humming in the back of my skull, but I couldn't stay cooped up in the house any longer. I needed to move, to get some air, and to put some distance between me and the ceiling I’d been staring at for hours. I grabbed my keys and headed out the front door, feeling the bite of the evening air on my skin.
I was just about to pull the handle on my car door when the familiar rumble of an engine caught my attention. I looked up to see Jerome’s Hilux pulling into the driveway, the tires kicking up a bit of gravel as he came to a stop.
I leaned against my car, watching him kill the engine and hop out of the truck. "Dude," I said, greeting him as he walked toward me. "What are you doing here? I thought you s
