I DIDN'T EXPECT DRAMA IN the parking lot. Three spots were open in a row, so I pulled into the center one. I remained in the car for I jolted at the impact of metal slamming into metal. My head spun left to see the heavy SUV door resting against the mirror of my Volkswagen. I glared through the window at a woman in the passenger seat. Her mouth formed an “O,” and she slapped her hand over it. She yanked her door back a notch and climbed out. I got out too.
