I don't think Jack's eyes have ever been this wide in his entire life.

"I know I have some explaining to do," I say. It's Monday night and we're sitting at the tasting table in my bakery. I've just broken my news to Jack over the feast of chili fries he brought me.

"You're damned right you have some explaining to do," he says. "You do remember how things ended between you the first time, don't you?"

"I know, I just... Jack, I can't help it. I've never ...