Chapter 34Johnstown, Pennsylvania, 2006"Get off me!" Even as E.Q. pushed Pretzel back, the dog thrust his head forward, getting in a few more slobbering face-licks. "That's enough!" E.Q., who was pinned in his recliner rocker, chided the dog with a half-amused tone in his voice...but he wasn't smiling.
"BAROOO!" said Pretzel, hopping up and down on his mangled back legs, trying to jump onto E.Q.'s lap. "BA-BAROOO!"
That was what Celeste saw when she walked into the living room with the letter to Grogan Salt. Like her father, she wasn't smiling.
The envelope felt like it weighed a hundred pounds in her hand.
"Pretzel!" Just then, Baron hurried into the room and headed straight for the dog. "Down! Get down!"
Baron grabbed Pretzel's shoulders and hoisted him off E.Q. As soon as
