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

“The second part. Dinner. Sounds too committal.” Sounded like I needed to be committed to even consider it. I mean, I was trying to avoid past mistakes, and Dave was straight out of my past. Jeesh!


“Okay, okay,” he said. “Vacant lot. Dinner, maybe. We still on for me fucking you tomorrow night, though?”


I giggled. Are thirty-five-year-old men supposed to do that? “Fine, but only because I fucked you first. Tit for tat.” Sounded like a lame justification, but how often do you get an offer to be fucked by Bradley Cooper?


He gave me the address. He told me to meet him there in thirty minutes. I got in my car and drove over, which took all of ten of those said thirty.


Chapter 27