Summer Blowout
Chapter One
LIPSTICK IS MY DRUG OF CHOICE. I GRABBED A TUBE
of Nars Catfight, a rich, semi-matte nude mauve, on my way
out of the salon. Easy access to beauty products is one of the
perks of the business.
There were lots of cars in the parking lot, but I saw him almost
as soon as I pushed the door open. He was sitting in the
driver's seat, leaning back with his eyes closed. I was surprised
I couldn't hear that big fat snore of his all the way from here.
I was across the parking lot before I knew it. I had a large
chocolate brown shoulder bag with me, and I swung it sideways
to gain some momentum. Then I picked up speed and
hurled it at the windshield as hard as I could.
My ex-husband jumped like he'd been shot and crashed his
head into the window beside him. In that instant I understood
every wronged woman who had ever run over her husband. Or
cut off his penis. I could have killed him. Easily. And then
gone back for seconds.
Craig was looking at me with real fear in his eyes. I liked it.
He looked down at the ignition, maybe calculating his chances
for escape. He reached for the button and ... read full excerpt from: Summer Blowout ebook
