Chapter 22

“You need to breathe. How about we take deep breaths together?”

Alex nodded. “I’ll try.”

“Okay. Here we go.”

He counted in his head. One one thousand, two one thousand, three one thousand. Then he exhaled loudly, so Alex could follow the cue, and hoped like hell he was doing this right.

It was the fourth repetition before Alex started following his pattern. For a moment Tom started wondering what about driving set all this off, before he forced the thought aside. Now was not the time, and he needed to focus on keeping his steady rhythm.

Ever so slowly, Alex began to look less zoned out. His eyes focused on Tom instead of staring off into whatever Twilight Zone they’d been in before, and his death grip on the steering wheel relaxed. Finally, some three minutes of steady breathing later, he let go of it.

At this point, Tom remembered Charlene, and he hit speakerphone. “Hey Charlene. We’re back.”

“I’m glad,” she said. “Alex? How are you?”

“Coming out of it.”