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

“Tell me about it, Father,” I agreed. “And I stole a Twix bar, if that makes it any better.”


He squinted at me. I wondered if they had security guards at churches. If not, I also wondered if perhaps they should, all things considered―all things being me and my family.


“Steeling is a sin, friend,” he admonished me.


A flush of red worked its way up my neck. “I’m sorry, Father. I know. I won’t do it again.” Empty calories, anyway. Next time I’ll steel an apple. It’s not stealing if it’s healthy, right? Though maybe I’ll make it a banana. Apples don’t play up well in the Bible, last I checked. “In any case, do you know a Bess or a Jess Adams, Father?”


He seemed to think it over for a minute, then snapped his fingers. He was a good snapper. I slightly jumped at the sound. “Tess,” he said. “We have a Tess Adams in the congregation.”


Chapter 17