Chick lit?
From one of my favourite books, Dancer Dawkins and the California Kid by Willyce Kim. Not sure if this is chick lit (probably not) or even great fiction. All I know is it made me laugh out loud when I read it.
An excerpt for Ms Bib, as I’d promised her.
Headlines
The Department of Motor Vehicles has stated that a car traveling at the rate of ten miles an hour can inflict considerable damage upon a stationary vehicle. Little Willy had just dropped into second gear, bit the top off her Cubano, sunk back against the cushioned seat, when she ripped the door off Dancer’s car. It was like the 5:10 blind-siding a stack of egg cartons. Little Willy’s life passed in front of her. She saw her name in headlines. “I came to California for this! ” she exclaimed. Little Willie’s car came to a standstill. Her heart was doing the herky-jerky. Filled with more fear than loathing she gazed into her rear-view mirror. Dancer was still seated behind the steering wheel. Music blared into the street. Someone was having a party.
