Chapter Thirty-FiveSix friends gathered for an afternoon barbecue at Scott and Lisa's house in Thousand Oaks. Scott stood at the barbecue, gauging the temperature and preparing to cook salmon. He smiled, watching Lee and John play catch with Joey. Joey had become one of the most accurate pitchers in the league among all of the nine and ten year olds. Lee bent down like a catcher and watched Joey hurl the ball over a make believe plate, while John called balls and strikes.
On the back steps, Katy was delivering her confident thoughts on some unknown topic, as Lisa and Melissa listened intently.
Sarah walked over to Scott and said, “You look pretty good in the role of the back yard cook.”
“It's all natural talent. I've never had a lesson,” he replied.
“Oh, oh,” she said. “Should I worry
