Demetris
After spending pointless hours online, Demetris decided to get some fresh air, and food. His stomach protested with hunger, his pangs growing louder by the minute. There was a little cafe about a block from his motel, so he shut down his computer and exited the small room. It was a bit cold for the day, but he did not mind as he crossed the street and walked around the corner and entered the cafe, the scent of fresh bread and soup wafting in the air. He quickly ordered some broccoli and cheese soup, Italian bread, and a salad topped with pecans and coated with a raspberry vinaigrette.
The food was quite good, so he ate slow. He was nearly done eating and had plans to take a look at the fallen tree again when his cell phone began to ring and vibrate. He dropped his fork to grab the phone, and once he saw who was calling, immediately picked up. "Hello Tom. What? Oh no, I am really sorry to hear that. No, I am out of town, but I can leave right away if you want. Yes, I will be there for you. Tom, of course I will be there, you are my only brother. I know it has been a while, but I am glad you called. Ok, I will see you in a few hours. Take care. Goodbye Tom."
Demetris never finished his meal. He quickly paced over to his motel room, packed his belongings, and left for St. Helen's Memorial Hospital where his brother's wife was admitted after being in a terrible car accident.