WARNING!
"Well," Arthur whispered, clicking the headlights on. "I guess I'm an orange car guy now."
"Hey, Buck! It’s Arthur. Listen, the orange is... it’s a lot. Can I bring it back?"
At the dealership, under the high-pressure halogen lights and the even higher-pressure charm of a salesman named Buck, the color felt "bold." Now, in the fading light of his suburban cul-de-sac, it looked like a cry for help.