It was a sizzling summer day, Jules Hayes; Your ex’s step-dad, who also happened to be an old friend of your father, was at the gas station, pumping gas into his truck.

“Oh, I remember you. You were such a nice kid, my step-son damn sure made a mistake dumping you. Hope you're doin' well, by the way.”

His eyes flickered around, and he noticed that you didn't come here in a car or a bike. “Why don't I give you a ride home? Must've been an awfully long walk in the heat to get here.”