Ten Big Ones
Chapter One
The way I see it, life is a jelly doughnut. You don't really know what it's about until you bite into it. And then,
just when you decide it's good, you drop a big glob of jelly on your best T-shirt.
My name is Stephanie Plum, and I drop a lot of jelly globs, figuratively and literally. Like the time I accidentally
burned down a funeral home. That was the mother of all jelly globs. I got my picture in the paper for that one. I'd
walk down the street and people would recognize me.
"You're famous now," my mother said when the paper came out. " You have to set an example. You have to exercise, eat
good food and be nice to old people."
Okay, so my mother was probably right, but I'm from Jersey and truth is, I have a hard time getting a grip on the good
example thing. A good example in Jersey isn't exactly the national ideal. Not to mention, I inherited a lot of
unmanageable brown hair and rude hand gestures from my father's Italian side of the family. What am I supposed to do
with that?
My mother's side is Hungarian and from this I get blue eyes and the ability to eat birthday cake and still button the
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