It's funny to look back and think that Milli could have just as easily ended up with Tuck, but that was a long time ago. I don't even remotely consider Tuck to be a threat in that regard, and it's only on very rare occasions that I think about their history. Tuck and I are great friends, and I think part of the reason why is because we left the past in the past. Which meant that I had to change the subject I had accidentally brought up.

"But, say I was willing to keep an open mind about this," I said, referring to the ridiculous Mayan doomsday prophecy. I had always regarded it with the same level of credibility you'd give to a stoned teenager who claimed to have just seen Elvis Presley riding a unicorn on a rainbow to Atlantis. But I needed to steer the conversation back in that direction. "Tell me how I could even begin to consider that there might be something to it."

"Wow, Jack!" Tuck probably thought he was fooling me with his feigned excitement, but I could read him from a mile away. "It's great to hear that a gentleman as rational as thou is willing to admit that there may be something that even his Highness doesn't know. This theory is supported by plenty of scientific evidence. Let me just grab my Ouija board, a monkey's paw, and some eye of newt, and we'll start a séance."

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