Jason lives a comfortable life. His business is successful. Both his children have wonderful futures ahead, and people think he’s pretty neat. There is just one thing Jason wishes he could get rid of -- his ex. When they meet for coffee, however, Jason realizes that after ten years, he wants Howard back. Luckily, Jason has a plan. For Howard, his life is as good as it gets. He’s raised two great children, and helped his ex build a business that provides Howard palimony. Unfortunately, his ex is also the ultimate Zen-wrecker, and no amount of deep breathing can get him out of Howard’s head. When Jason shows up broke and with a hair-brained scheme to get Howard back in his life, under the guise of celebrating the tenth anniversary of their divorce, Howard isn’t sure if he’s being insulted or wooed. But he reluctantly agrees to go back to work at the company, and to allow Jason to move back home. Can ten years heal old wounds? Have Jason and Howard ever stopped loving each other, or should they call it a day and just celebrate their “divorce-ary?” And in the end, who will be the real trickster -- Jason, Howard, or that marvel we call love?

The Divorceary

“Did we ever notice this before?” Howard asked.


“I think so. I think that’s why we’re here so unashamedly. I just don’t think we were ever really part of it before,” Jason said.


“We did go boating a few times with your clients,” Howard recalled.


“Yeah, I guess we looked a little nautical for that,” Jason said. “You always dressed us well.”


“I tried. I just didn’t want us to look like those matching gay couples where people start to wonder whether we’re twins or a couple.”


“I think you always did a great job,” Jason remarked.


“Well, thanks,” Howard said. “It never hurt that we were about the same size—not every man needs the shoulder room that we do in shirts.”


“No, but every man needs this salmon,” Jason said, reaching for a can on the shelf. “The more expensive one, right?”


“Exactly,” Howard agreed. “When I couldn’t remember whether to get the red or pink, Mom would always tell me to remember to get the more expensive one.”


Chapter 14