A tiny excerpt

My head is resting against the passenger side window of my boyfriend’s old Subaru, and it’s raining, so I’m playing the game I always play in cars: watching one rain drop eat up all the other, smaller raindrops. It’s like PAC-MAN, except PAC-MAN can eat those little, pixel balls of food forever and never grow or get full. Not the raindrops; they eventually get too full and heavy and end up sliding down the door of the car, and then the game has to start over again.