Chapter 11

Jeremy was in a sour mood when he came into Sam’s house. Sam saw the depressed look on his cousin’s face and chuckled, knowing Jeremy’s day hadn’t gone well.

He said, “Wake up on the wrong side of the bed this morning?”

Jeremy, who’d been glaring into space for a good fifteen minutes since he’d walked in, looked up at Sam, more than a little confused as to what his cousin meant. “What?”

Sam knew Jeremy sulked when personal ambitions didn’t go his way. He had no doubt this was about women.

“You haven’t had lunch yet, have you?” Sam changed the subject. He came over to his cousin and slapped him on the shoulder. “Come on. Let’s go.”

Jeremy still looked confused. “Where?”

“Lunch,” Sam said. “It’s pretty late. I haven’t had mine either. Was too busy with work. Or don’t you want any?”

“Lunch?” Jeremy asked. “Yeah, sure. Why not? I’m actually starving.”

“Normally, you’d complain about it,” Sam said, cocking his head to one side. “What’s on your mind?”

Jeremy didn’t hesitate to begin sharing