He looked at the picture he’d snapped.“Just a couple more.”
With the wind gusting and the sun shining, Roxie was in heaven.She preened and pouted.She cozied up to the billboard and spread her arms wide to show it off.
The sound of more horns just encouraged her.
“I think that’s enough,” Maxie called up to her.
Enough?
Puh-lease.Giving up on the picture taking, Roxie moseyed down the platform until she was at the end closest to the freeway.A lawn care company truck went by with a guy hanging out the passenger window, followed soon thereafter by a sedan full of dressed-up churchgoers.She gave them all waves and blew kisses.
“Hey there!Come to The Ruckus, sweetie pie.”
Wouldn’t it be nice for the bar to see a bump in sales the day she took ownership?
“Roxie, what are you doing?”a worried voice called up to her.“Youpromised.”
She’d promised nothing.
A semi came down the road, air brakes shuddering.
She lifted her arm and gave two tugs.“Toot toot.”
The driver obliged her, and the honks made her laugh.
A car in the nearby lane hit the brakes so hard, tires screeched.Lifting her fingers to her mouth, Roxie let out a wolf whistle.It hit a sour note when she saw the driver.The woman looked like a librarian with her hair in a bun so tight she couldn’t blink.
She was already talking on a cell phone.
Roxie narrowed her eyes.Miss Prissy had pulled over to the narrow shoulder and traffic was slowing around her.When the woman wagged a disapproving finger at her, Roxie couldn’t help herself.
It had to be done.
Grabbing the bottom of her top she flipped it up, giving the snooty prig a well-deserved flash.
Way down below her, Billy started to laugh.That beautiful from-the-gut kind of laughter.
“Roxie!”Maxie called out in horror.
Roxie rolled her eyes.She was already covered up again.She’d been hanging out there for two seconds, tops, and she was wearing a bra.
Although…
Okay, so traffic wasn’t really moving anymore.
Off in the distance, a siren started whooping.
“Roxie!” her sisters yelled in unison.
Okay, yeah.Maybe it was time to go.
Turning up the collar of her jacket, she gave the nearest drivers a wink.With a flounce, she turned and headed back along the platform.She took her time, knowing she couldn’t spoil the effect by running off now.If people were going to be talking about this, she didn’t want the story ruined by a bad exit.
When she made it to the ladder, she turned and gave her audience one last big air kiss.Horns tooted in response, but so did that siren.When she spotted flashing red and blue lights off in the distance, she knew it was time to stop dawdling.
She started down the ladder.
“Hurry,” Maxie called.
