No Good Girls

My name is Geri O'Brien, and I'm having a bad-hair life. My last date was with a guy who'd rather make tracks than make love; I work for a publisher who actually thinks a kids' book about the Donner Party is a fun idea; and the closest I'm ever going to get to my dream man is seeing him on the side of a taxi.

When I started writing this, I thought that fabled New York minute was never going to come for me or my friends Maria, Emmy, and Sally. But when one of us got dumped, one of us got shot and one of us threw up on a 4 star restaurant window, I had a run of luck you need to read to believe. I guess it's true what they say: Every time we complain there are no good men out there, a great guy out there complaining that there are...No Good Girls