I'm worried sick right now.
My best friend is out at college, and I'm friends with the rest of his family; I hang out with his siblings; his parents call me their second daughter.
I was going to go see the Dark Knight with his brother, DJ, tonight, and I was sitting with a friend of mine drinking coffee when DJ calls me half an hour before the show, crying, saying he can't make it because his dad, who I look at as my second and favorite father, had been in a motorcycle accident, and he didn't know where he was, if he was okay, or if he was at a hospital or in jail.
So I was worried sick, to use a cliche, but I still wanted to see the movie, but more now to just get my mind off things, so I found a coworker to go with me, and I called DJ right after the movie ended and he told me that his dad was okay, he wasn't hurt, but he was in jail with a DWI.
I don't know how it is in other states, but in south dakota you can get 3 DUI/DWIs before you get sent to jail for something like 3 years, I think. I don't know how many DWIs he already has, but he drives drunk all the time and now I feel a little better that my other dad isn't hurt, but still horribly worried that he's going to go to jail.