James rang Terry. “We’re headed over to Gibson’s for a drink tonight. You free?”

“Still feeling a bit under the weather. I’ll have to pass again James.”

“No worries mate. Hope you’re feeling better by next weekend. It’s Jenny’s birthday and everybody’s coming out.”

Terry muttered a neutral tone and hung up. He hadn’t told the gang yet that he was trying to get sober. He wasn’t sure how they’d react.

The social lubricant had also been the bond that held most of Terry’s friendships together.

A lot of people wouldn’t stay in touch if he kept this up. Terry knew that. He hoped he could keep up with James though.

Terry picked up the phone and called James back. Better to be honest. Especially when you want to keep your friends.