"Emily didn't buy her bike to get around quickly. She liked the leather saddle, and the pretty basket. Emily's sister nags her about cycling in ballet pumps. She tells her to wear neon lycra, because the dynamo conks out when she stops at lights. Emily smiles, but she's quite happy in her flowing asymmetrical skirts with the hems that catch in the chain. She used to cycle while staring at the stars until her dentist stopped her."