CHAPTER 16
BRAX
“This is our first vintage. Not every wine gets better with age, but this one has.”
Nolan wasn’t lying. Brax had drunk a bottle of the inaugural Dionysus Estate Syrah every year since Nolan bottled it, and it was smoother now. Gentler, with notes of leather and tobacco. Damn, he missed those cigarettes he used to sneak as a teenager. There were so few pleasures left in life now. Although that would have to change, and soon.
At least he could spend an enjoyable evening with friends, some old, some new. Violet and Dawson had flown in from Canada, where Violet was wrapping up filming on her new movie. Zach and Ari had driven up from Santa Cruz, Nolan had come from the Sierra Nevada foothills, Justin had journeyed cross-country from Virginia, and Chase had materialised from
