"You got things good back home? Husband? Good job or something?" he asks, not wanting to rule out anything, especially seeing as she seems like a real smart woman, the kind that he used to see do loops around him in school when it came to sums and figures. "I mean, I had a shop back home and I'm missing it a lot, but it was kind of lonely," he admits.

Sure, he'd had success, but there had always been a strange kinda itch, like Jacob was missing out on something and he couldn't put his finger on it. Working around the clock didn't exactly help when it came to a solitary life, either.