CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
A time of renewal, spring pirouetted into California, with warm breezes, and hillsides filled with poppies. Eric strung up white lights, and Linda decorated the outside table. Small red containers held succulents, on top of a blue and yellow tablecloth. From a distance, it almost looked like the scene of a party.
Eric held his beer bottle firmly, with both hands. Quietly, Milo tore the label off his beer, and after he finished tearing off several labels, he concentrated on folding his napkin into various designs. Linda noted some of his creations looked like birds or pyramids. As the night progressed, he shredded his napkins, and rolled them into a ball.
Normally the life of the party, even Sparky looked serious. He tapped his feet and hummed to the tunes coming from t
