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

We’d come to a traffic light. There was no traffic. No shock there. I turned to look at her. “Do you love Dad?”


She looked at me like I was crazy. All things considered, she wasn’t too far off the mark. “Of course I love your father, Jack.”


“Then that’s the point,” I told her. “I want what you and Dad have.” Minus eating dinner separately and only one TV remote. Though the merlot was surprisingly delightful. Best guess, also Trader Joe’s.


She nodded. “But what if Bing lives in, I don’t know, say, Utah. What if he’s a Mormon living in Utah and teaches Sunday school? What if he doesn’t drink or gamble? What if he watches Fox News?” She literary wretched.


The light had changed. I sat there. It wasn’t like anyone was honking at me. “You mean what if I find him and I don’t like what I find?”


She nodded. Her hair bobbed. “Fox News, Jack,” she repeated. “Just think about it.”


Chapter 9