He pounced the brake pedal and steered the front wheels away from the tiny brakelights but the smack was unavoidable. Before he spoke to the driver of the Toyota, whose looks he could see might present him with an added complication, he signaled to the driver of the car that hit him, still in his car and stopped behind the Toyota, and waved his hands and shook his head to let the man know there was no problem as far as he was concerned.
You look like you must be Cuban. Jake considered driving past the Toyota but was afraid the traffic ahead would make it too difficult. I just forgot it this morning. Dagoberto Gilb Love in L. Not that that would matter that much to me.
As it was, it seemed like only a harmless smack, much less solid than the one against his back bumper. So much seemed so unlikely, but there was always possibility.
When he turned his head the same direction his windshield faced, it was maybe one second too late. Lyrics Jake slouched in a clot of near motionless traffic, in the peculiar gray of concrete, smog, and early morning beneath the overpass of the Hollywood Freeway on Alvarado Street.
He took her smile as a good sign and relaxed. He inhaled her scent like it was clean air and straightened out his less than new but not unhip clothes. He slammed the car door twice to make sure it was closed fully and to give himself another second more, then toured front and rear of his Buick for damage on or near the bumpers.
Jake could imagine lots of possibilities when he let himself, but none that ended up with him pressed onto a stalled freeway.
It would have crushed velvet interior with electric controls for the L. Not an impressionable scratch even in the chrome. He fondled the wide dimple near the cracked taillight.
This stood out as one of his few clearcut accomplishments over the years. As he pulled up against the curb a few carlengths ahead, it occurred to him that the traffic might have helped him get away too.
The driver waved back and started his engine. Exotic colognes, plush, dark nightclubs, maitais and daiquiris, necklaced ladies in satin gowns, misty and sexy like in a tequila ad. Just one second sooner and it would only have been close.
Jake was thinking about this freedom of his so much that when he glimpsed its green light he just went ahead and stared bye bye to the steadily employed.It looks like you've lost connection to our server.
Please check your internet connection or reload this page. Transcript of Love In LA. Love In L.A. Plot 1. Exposition: The story takes place in L.A. traffic (Hollywood fwy and Alvarado st) the first character introduced is the main character Jake in his '58 Buick.
Dagoberto Gilb Dagoberto Gilb's Writing Themes Characters work hard in the ace of adversity or any form of struggles. Example: "Love. The Main Character's Use of Lies in Love in L.A., a Short Story by Dagoberto Gilb.
The purpose of this paper is to introduce, discuss, and analyze the short stories "Love in L. A." by Dagoberto Gilb and "Carnal Knowledge" by T. Coraghessan Boyle. Specifically it will discuss the development of the two main characters in these short stories, and how their development differs.
Jake. Love is a powerful force that drives one person to draw a deep affection towards another. When analyzed, the short story entitled "Love in L.A.," by Dagoberto Gilb, shows how one can see many reasons in seeing irony and even satire by the story's title.
The theme of the short story "Love in L.A." by author Dagoberto Gilb focuses around self-love and narcissism. The main character is a womanizer who is in a minor traffic accident with a woman.
Gilb is a Mexican-American writer who writes primarily about life in the contemporary American West. He is.Download