27 Chapter 27: Soul Mates, Part 1

Melvin Jacobs hated parties. More so, he hated being dragged through them like a chubby dog on a leash. To be fair to himself, he had lost quite a few pounds recently, but at two hundred and sixty, he still stretched his double-breasted jacket's seams. Tonight his personal hell was a fundraiser for the Pleasant Hills Community Theater production of Guys and Dolls. Denise was their costume designer, and Melvin just had to come. Because he was her husband, her -

"Jessica!" Denise shrieked, yanking Melvin towards a gaggle of socialites. The center of attention was a woman who wore the perfect amount of jewelry to enhance her perfect makeup which accented a dress that showed - in Melvin's opinion - the perfect amount of cleavage. He caught an expression of weary dread on the woman's aristocratic face, one she smoothed over with a smile that was... perfect.