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or something. It wasn’t until he was setting up the boat, getting ready for the day, that his mood went from bad to worse.
    Danny walked on board with Mike, the new kid.
    “Jake, this is Mike. Show him around a bit. He’ll be on board with you today.”
    They shook hands and Jake invited Mike over to help him unload some of the gear.
    “So, Mike, you ever been fishing before?”
    “Sure have. My dad’s got a boat and used to take us out all the time. I love it. He wanted me to go to college but I figured I could do that anytime. I wanted to see what I could make of myself on a boat. My friends and I went out this past weekend to celebrate my first day as a fisherman. Lame, I know. But I usually do what my dad wants and they were all psyched I stood up to him.”
    This guy could talk. If he kept chattering like that, someone was gonna throw him overboard. Jake figured it was his job to let the kid get it all out before they cast off and his gabbing pissed off the captain.
    “You went out, huh? Where’d you go?”
    “Well, I’m from the next town over so we just went to the local bar and partied a bit. Met a hot chick, too. Gorgeous blonde hair, awesome body—just hot, you know? I think she was older. She certainly knew what she was doing, if you know what I mean?”
    The glint in Mike’s eyes was familiar to Jake. He knew all about going out, hooking up, giving out fake numbers, and all that. Good for you , he thought. Someone had to keep the party scene going now that Jake was attached to a ball and chain.
    “Yeah. I know what you mean. You get her name and number?” He flipped through his mental Rolodex and tried to picture all the blondes he knew who hung out at the bar the next town over. None came to mind. He was usually partial to brunettes and red heads, anyway. Maddie was the only blonde he every really noticed enough to remember.
    “Yeah,” Mike crowed. “Maddie something. She was a spitfire, too. She could drink us all under the table. Her friend left without her so she came back home with me, if you know what I mean.”
    Jake was too stunned to process much of what the kid said. He heard two things: Maddie and a second “if you know what I mean.” Why do people say that ? Of course, everyone knows what you mean .
    “Maddie was her name?” Jake asked, incredulously. “It couldn’t be. It had to be a coincidence. Jake had to mentally count to ten before he went nuts. But she did stay with her girlfriend over the weekend. He was painting the bathroom. She said she couldn’t stand the fumes and was going to stay at her friend’s house. He had to know if it was his Maddie. Trying to keep his anger under control, he asked, “Mike, this girl have any tats? Any that you noticed?”
    “Yeah, as a matter of fact. She had a guitar tatted on her lower back. Why, you know her?”
    “And you screwed this girl?”
    “Hell, yeah!”
    As Mike threw up his hand for a high five, Jake punched him in the face, threw him overboard into the bay, and stormed off the boat.
    Danny ran after him. As Jake hopped into the truck, threw it in gear, and drove home, he got into his minivan and tried to keep up.
    Jake barely put the car in park before he was out and running up the walk. He threw the door open and yelled, “Madison! Madison! Answer me.”
    She came out drying her hair with a towel. “What? I thought you were at work.”
    “I was. What did you do this weekend?”
    Eyes wide, she took a step back when she saw the look on Jake’s face. “What do you mean? Calm down, Jake. You’re scaring me. I stayed at Angie’s.”
    “Saturday night? Did you stay at her house Saturday night?”
    Jake caught the flash of recognition in her eyes before she yanked it back. He grabbed a picture frame from the table and shattered it against the wall.
    She ducked for cover. “I’m so sorry, Jake!”
    “Sorry you did it or sorry you got caught?”
    He was inches from her, eyes wild and vibrating with anger, and she just