This is a story that is near and dear to my heart. It got me back to writing, after a long hiatus, and it's the book that made me realize I'm a pantser--and proud to be one.
It starts out with the heroine, Delia, going to a fancy schmancy Boston restaurant with her boyfriend to celebrate their five-year anniversary. She worries that he's going to propose, but he surprises her by breaking up with her instead:
"Why today?" I cried, causing the blue-haired matron at the next table to frown in my direction. I lowered my voice, even though I fought the urge to flip her off. "It's our anniversary, for God's sake--did you think you had to end it on the same day it started?"
I'd known he was a neat freak, but this bordered on obsessive compulsive.
My head throbbed at the unfairness of it all.
I didn't want to sit here, pretending to eat a pleasant meal with my snake of an ex-boyfriend, yet I was pretty sure they wouldn't let me stab him repeatedly with my dinner fork until the tines broke off.
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