TITLE: ARSONISTS ANONYMOUS
The monster car behind her was riding her butt. Lu’s tattered nerves frayed even more as she concentrated on the curving highway ahead. The VW Beetle beside her sped up and her tailgater zipped behind it and cruised on by. The red-faced, balding driver shot her a disgusted look then swerved in front only to stomp on his brakes. She jammed on her own, barely controlling her sliding wheels. His chubby hand shot out the driver’s side window with his middle finger prominently displayed before he gunned his gas and sped away in a gray cloud.
Lu almost didn’t recognize the signs. It had been a while. The headache building, then the warm tingle at the base of her skull should’ve been her first clue. But the taste of ashes and smoke inside her mouth left no room for doubt.
She’d better catch up to that a******. It would probably take about three minutes before he’d notice. Her ’89 Chevy shook as she pushed it above its normal cruising speed. She scanned the cars ahead trying to glimpse the massive SUV. Good. It was stuck behind someone else. A little more pressure to the gas and she gained some ground on him. Surely he must be noticing the flames by now.
She passed a couple of cars until she was behind him again. She blared her horn and pointed to the side of the road. Smoke rose in his back window.
What the hell was wrong with the jerk?