Fiat Avventura User Manual -

Arjun Mehta never sold the Avventura. He drove it for twelve more years, through monsoons and mountain roads, never once using the turn signal unless absolutely necessary. He kept a pack of digestives in the glovebox at all times. And on dark, lonely highways, if he ever felt a chill from the back seat, he simply turned up the heater, patted the dashboard, and said nothing at all.

The back seat was occupied by a shape that was the color of a faded Fiat 500. It had no face, just the suggestion of a face, like a dent in a plastic bumper. Two pinpricks of light where eyes might be. fiat avventura user manual

“The Fiat is longer.”

“Good answer. Next time, bring a biscuit for the manual, too.” Arjun Mehta never sold the Avventura

It wasn't a book. It was a manifesto .

“The road is long,” he whispered, his voice a croak. And on dark, lonely highways, if he ever

It was a truth universally acknowledged that a man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a car that could also ford a small river. This, at least, was the firm belief of Arjun Mehta, who had just taken delivery of a violently orange Fiat Avventura.