Chick Lit. Mystery - Some girls have all the luck, and I'm not one of them. I've gotten myself into some really sticky situations all my life, but this one beats them all. Who can say they had dinner with a dead man? Me. That's who. Add to that, I am currently unemployed and will take any measly bone a person might throw a dog. I am licking that dog bowl for odd jobs that pay cash, as I collect my unemployment check. All this, while trying to please my mother's need to marry me off before it's too late. Between blind dates, odd jobs while looking for a job, interviews with stellar type people - not. I wind up having dinner with a blind date to only be attending his funeral by weeks end. Strange things start to happen, like my car getting blown up and mysterious large sums of money getting deposited into my account. But what I would really like to know is, do I get the handsome hero in the end or another blind date?