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

Dad’s shrug reshrugged. “Except, that’s just what happened. Once day he was here, the next, poof! If that’s not disappearing, I don’t know what is.”


I turned to Ma. “Bing, too. Bing seems to have disappeared. No trace on any social media, on any website. That’s not normal these days, not for people my age, Bing’s age.”


Which is not, I repeat NOT, middle-aged.


Ma nodded. “No, I suppose you’re right on that one.” She sat down on the couch. She looked like she was deep in thought. “Rosemary had a sister. A spinster woman,” she said. “Lives about forty minutes away, a few towns over, if memory serves. We met at a tea once. I wonder if she could point us in the right direction. Then, maybe if we find Rosemary, we find Carl or, better still, Bing.”


“And can we find this sister?” I asked. “I mean, do you have a number, an address?”


Chapter 12