Chapter 22“All right," said Billy Bristol. "Just take it easy. You're way too worked up, man." Perched on a stool, the wiry guy leaned his elbows on the kitchen counter.
"I can't help it!" blurted Dave, tossing his arms in the air. "I don't know what the hell's gonna' happen! I don't know what to do!" Red-eyed and frazzled after his sleepless night, he paced across the kitchen, as much in an effort to stay awake and alert as to release his nervous tension.
"Just try and cool it," advised Billy. "We're gonna' figure out what to do."
"Yeah, yeah," Dave muttered grumpily, but he was secretly pleased at Billy's words, his confidence. Dave was relieved just to have Billy in the house, just to be able to talk to him. It had taken him a long time to produce his friend, but Dave was gla
