Campbell sat with his brother and his girlfriend. He was thankful for his friends. They had been trying to keep him and Devin distracted from the other stuff going on in their lives. Today, they really needed the distraction.
Holly leaned over and kissed his cheek. “You okay?”
He nodded and shrugged. “I guess. It’s weird not having Grandpa around. All Mom does right now is cry.”
She held his hand and leaned against him. “It’s okay if you cry. We won’t think any less of you.”
He shook his head. “I’m fine.”
He took a drink from the bottle beside him. It was his fourth or fifth beer. He looked over at Cohen who had been drinking water all night so he could drive.
“You ready to get out of here?”
Cohen looked at his watch then nodded. “I need to get you all home then get home myself before my curfew. My dad will kill me if I’m late again.”
They all piled into Cohen’s car to head home. The music was cranked up and they were all singing along. What they didn’t see was the car in their lane heading straight at them.
Shelby was still mostly asleep when she grabbed her ringing phone off the nightstand.
“Yes. Who is this?” She looked at the clock, seeing it was almost two in the morning.
“I am calling from Magnolia Medical Center. You are listed as the contact for Campbell and Devin Powell.”
Shelby sat up and gave Philip a shake. “Are they alright? What happened?”
“They were in an accident. We need you to come to the hospital.”
“We will be right there.”
She hung up the phone and looked at Philip.
“The boys were in an accident. We need to get to the hospital.”