Sex Wealth Love in That OrderChapter 2
Well, it wasn’t really much of a birthday party to speak of, at least not in any traditional sense. There was no hoopla, no balloons, nothing like that. Eric’s dad fired up the grill for a backyard bar-B-Q because Eric’s favorite food was a thick, greasy cheeseburger, and his mom baked him a sinfully rich three-layer German chocolate cake with lots of gooey coconut and pecan frosting. After dinner, they would sing “Happy Birthday” and hand over the presents. Just a quiet family...