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

Monroe took a bite of his omelet. “That phrase doesn’t mean what you think it should mean, by the way.”


I sighed. I pushed my plate away. Suddenly, I wasn’t hungry. Still, I had one more trick up my sleeve―which is also a phrase that doesn’t mean what you think it should mean. “We have an address,” I said. “The address on the mortgage application for what once was Carl’s house in Ono, the address down here.”


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