Night - It was a dark and stormy night....'Like an expensive sports car, fine-tuned and well-built, Portia was sleek, shapely, and gorgeous, her red jumpsuit molding her body, which was as warm as the seat covers in July, her hair as dark as new tires, her eyes flashing like bright hubcaps, and her lips as dewy as the beads of fresh rain on the hood; she was a woman driven, fueled by a single accelerant, and she needed a man, a man who wouldn't shift from his views, a man to steer her along the right road, a man like Alf Romeo.' 1988 Winner, Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest - Rachel E. Sheeley, Williamsburg, Indiana. (10/31/2003)