When Zeke got home, he headed straight for the shower.
After a long rinse under the hot water, he dried off with a towel and pulled on a fresh shirt and sweatpants. His hair was still damp as he made his way to his home office and flipped open his laptop.
Then he started searching:
"How to reconnect with your ex-wife."
"How to get a woman to like you."
"How to fix things after a divorce."
"What do women really want?"
And the list went on.
He clicked through the articles one by one, eyes focused, reading each word like it held the secret to life. He didn't want to miss anything.
His expression kept changing. His brows furrowed in confusion. His lips twitched into a smirk at some of the ridiculous advice. Once or twice, he let out a quiet sigh or rubbed his face in frustration.
Some suggestions were absurd. Others made him stop and think. No matter how silly or serious, he kept going.
