Drive Like Hell: A Novel
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Wanting desperately to be behind the wheel, Luke Fulmer counts down the days to his sixteenth birthday, when he can finally get his license. Unfortunately, the first thing he does with it is "borrow" his neighbor's car. When he is pulled over and found in possession of an air pistol, a ski mask, a stolen TV, and a bag of pot, the unforgiving local magistrate takes scissors to his license and vows to lock him up if he ever stands in front of her again. So with an absent father and a mother descending into alcoholism, he moves in with his older brother, Nick, an easygoing ex-con who wants to steer Luke onto the straight and narrow. In the summer that follows, Luke contends with a kleptomaniac girlfriend, a duffel bag full of cocaine, and the realization that he must save his family from themselves, even as he plots to beat a path out of town.
In his hilarious, unforgettable debut -- with everything from stock car racing to drug dealing -- Dallas Hudgens brilliantly evokes Southern culture in a tale that is raucous and wrenching, funny and wise.
Cash’s eyes flickered, acknowledging the craziness of the situation. “Does this Whitlaw fool even realize the Feds are getting ready to bust some serious ass?” “He’s feeling some heat,” Nick said, “that’s for damn sure. The IRS has been on his ass about the books at his radio stations. The FCC even took away his broadcasting license, so he’s gotta sell out. That pretty much fucked my plans.” Nick looked at me and shook his head. I took the opportunity to ask why the hell he was sticking
of its own. It was a reassuring sound, filling the car with the sharp smell of gasoline. “Tell Nick to watch the gate,” Cash said. “And you get the truck ready to go. I don’t want Speedy slipping out of here when this race is over.” “I’ll unhook the hauler and start the truck,” I told him. “Don’t worry about any of that stuff. You just be aggressive out there. Kick some ass.” Cash slid his goggles down over his eyes. “It’s time to break out some Iron Monkey kung fu driving.” “Does that mean
couldn’t help but smile a little. It made me feel better, like seeing me had brightened an otherwise gloomy afternoon. “Probably not,” he said, “but go ahead and convince me.” “It’s a stray dog.” I pointed at the rear windshield. “I found him a new family, and I’m on my way to deliver him.” Wade tilted his head and gazed through the window. Brute’s head was bobbing, and his tongue was hanging out of his mouth. It looked like a huge piece of bacon. “Good God.” Wade’s eyes widened. “That looks
only twenty-six.” “Well, better to get it out of the way,” he said. “I just wanted to let you know what I was planning, so that when the time comes, and things fall into place, you won’t be surprised.” Naturally, I started to wonder where I’d land if all of this came about. I was in no hurry to move out of Nick’s house. Things had been going far too well since I’d gotten there. I didn’t want to mess with the recipe. “When are you moving?” “Pretty soon. There’s no real timetable, but me and
maybe it happens to everybody at some point or another. I don’t see how it couldn’t, anyway.” “Is it because I got in trouble?” “No, of course not. It’s not that at all. And I don’t want you thinking that, either. You’re nobody’s burden. Do you understand?” I didn’t know what to say, so I just nodded. “Besides,” she said, “this right here is the first time anybody’s ever acted concerned about me. Even since I was a little kid. So, how could I be mad at you?” “I was just saying you might want