The sound of the fog horn woke me from the shock of what had happened. David had left. We hadn’t heard a sound for over an hour since he exited the restaurant’s front door. From inside, all I could see was the white mist outside. I looked over at Bobbie. He just sat in the corner of the restaurant playing with a pen. Not really making any move.
“I need to go after him!” I yelled at Bobbie.
A thud came from the back room as one of those things hit the door again. He raised his finger up to his lips.
“Be my guest.” He whispered back. “There’s no way I’m going out there.”
“But he’s your friend!”
“Friendships come and go.”
I stood there aghast. My brother was willing to risk his life for ours by running into hell, and one of his best friends couldn’t even be bothered to worry about hi
