Chapter 6
“There’s something weird about you,” said Bryan’s new friend, John.
Bryan looked at him across the table. A feeling of panic washed over him. What could he have done? He’d been trying so hard to fit in, to be ‘normal.’ “What do you mean?” he asked.
John lit a cigarette and exhaled. “Dunno. But there’s something not quite right about you.” He took another drag on his cigarette and stood up. “You wanna come to the beach?”
Bryan knew he should have answered ‘yes,’ but suddenly he wanted to return to the sanctuary of his room. “No,” he replied with a flickering smile. “Got a tonne of work to get done before tomorrow.”
John, a blond-haired surfer with an athletic body and a deep tan, flicked the ash from his cigarette into the disposable aluminium ashtray on the table. “What work
