Jack is thirty-five and single once again. He is not, as he as quick to point out, going through a midlife crisis. Still, it would be nice to have a partner.<br><br>So he sets out on an adventure to find the one-time love of his life, Bing, a man he hasn't set eyes on in more than fifteen years, a man who has seemingly vanished off the face of the planet. With the help of his family and friends -- plus the family dog and, of all people, his high school bully -- he goes searching for Bing, only to unearth an ages-old mystery that puts them all in grave danger.<br><br>In this hysterically funny tale of romance and self-discovery, the question remains right up to the surprise ending: can we return to our past in order to create better our future?

Midlife Crisis

My stomach sank, my heart dropping right along with it. My hopes had been up, my dick as well. Having sex with Bing had been earth-shattering back when we were seventeen; what would it be like today? Now my musings were trampled into the ground like so much rubble.


“Good try, though,” I said, feigning indifference. “Guess it wasn’t meant to be.” Though we had found each other in high school―which was no easy feat, mind you, especially back then. Maybe it was meant to be, but our circumstances simply got in the way. Maybe college got in the way or our twenties, but those obstacles were long gone now. Still, what did it matter? He was gone, the memories of the memories all I had left, and barely any of those to begin with. “Maybe I’ll just try a bar. Or an art gallery.” I looked away from the pictures and back at Monroe. “Where did you and Paul meet, by the way?”


“You were at a gym?” I asked, incredulously.


Chapter 4