Chapter 50

By the time they reached the end of the track, where everyone had parked their cars, Caleb stayed a few feet behind. His head buzzed, and the earth was spinning very slowly for him. His stomach knotted. He went between two pick-up trucks and bent forward. He vomited his breakfast up and then spit out the spittle that hung from the corner of his mouth.

Sebastian rushed over. “Babe, you okay?” Sebastian’s hand circled his back lightly in a circular massage.

“Yeah, I just got a little lightheaded that’s all.”

Tristan and Cujo stood close now to both of them. “Everything all right?” Tristan asked.

Sebastian repeated what Caleb said just seconds before. Caleb straightened and a sharp pain radiated from the back of his head to the sides of his neck. He grimaced for a moment. “Let’s go get something to eat.”

“Nuh-uh. We’re taking you to the hospital,” Sebastian said.

“I don’t need to go to the hospital,” Caleb protested.