Jake was sitting next to Jess, in Jess' dining table, while he faced his father-in-law.
Half a day ago, he wasn’t even afraid of those old big shots, but now both his legs were shaking.
Jake thought: Should he really find a fortune teller? It seems that these two days have been very unlucky? Or was it too lucky that his wife and children had come back last week, and because of the law of conservation of luck, now he was going to be unlucky?
Mr. Ruiz was watching him sharply. It was actually funny that he had practiced this stare for more than 20 years. He had trained this look every day on his students. His former rebellious students would turn as obedient as little lambs when he looked at them with this glare.
He looked up and down at Jake: first of all, his face was pretty good, qui
