Chapter 10Given the choice, Jay would never speak to Jeni again. But he was becoming accustomed to gritting his teeth and dealing with tasks he wanted nothing to do with. If he could spend forty-five minutes lifting weights three days a week, not to mention the pain that was the stationary bike, and the true torture of the locker room, then he could take an hour out of his life to track down and talk to Jeni. Plus, it was the right thing to do. He repeated that mantra again and again as he climbed the steps that led to Jeni’s apartment. He was doing the right thing, and sometimes people had to sacrifice their own personal comfort for the greater good. But somehow, when it happened in Dickens, it seemed much more noble, heroic, and romantic. This errand really wasn’t any of those things. He
