Losing a hundred-plus pounds did a great deal to improve her self-esteem.
âI donât have anything to be sorry for!â Sophie tossed back. âDo I?â She glanced at Toots.
âThe list is long, but itâs not for me to say.â
Sophie did what she knew best. She flipped up her middle finger, directing it high in the air for all to see. Toots immediately followed suit.
Exasperated, Ida said, âThatâs exactly what Iâm talking about. Iâm afraid one of you will do this on live television.â And she pointed to Sophie.
Sophie directed her single-digit salute directly at Ida. Whereupon Ida rolled her eyes and turned so that her back was to Sophie.
Dropping her arm to her side, Sophie asked, âDo you really believe I would do this on live television?â
Toots, Ida, and Mavis all spoke at once.
âYouâre damn right I do!â
âOf course!â
âThatâs my Sophie.â
âWell, I wouldnât. I do have some class,â Sophie offered, her way of promising Ida sheâd behave.
âItâs very difficult for me to believe that,â Ida said, a smile lighting up her face. âAs long as you keep that finger where it belongs, and your potty mouth to yourself, youâll be a wonderful model. You have excellent bone structure.â
âMiracles never cease! The beauty queen has complimented Bernice, and now sheâs telling me Iâve got good bones. Whatâs come over you, Ida? Are you screwing around with some man we donât know about? Youâre never this nice unless youâre getting laid,â Sophie stated, her voice laced with suspicion. She gave Ida the evil eye. âAre you seeing someone on the sly and not telling us?â
Haughty as ever, Ida planted both hands on her hips. âIf I were, you would be the last person I would tell. What I do in my private life is not yourââshe glanced at Mavis, Toots, and Bernice, seated at the kitchen tableââor anyone elseâs business.â
Sophie gave her the finger.
âSee? This is exactly what Iâm talking about! You have absolutely no control over that middle finger of yours! I can just see it all now. Sophie in the makeup chair, a call comes in from a prospective customer, and she flashes that finger at the camera.â
The outrageous image caused all of them to laugh.
Always having the last word, Sophie answered, âOkay, okay, I promise not to flip the bird and cuss when weâre on television. Anything more than that, youâll just have to take your chances.â
Chapter 4
âA nd youâd better not smoke,â Ida added. âIâm quite sure they donât allow smoking in the studio, either.â
âFor crying out loud, Ida, if youâre ashamed of what I might do, then why in the hell did you ask me in the first place? I can take it or leave it,â Sophie cracked. âYouâd think we were going to the White House or something.â
Toots decided then and there it was time to put an end to all their bickering. âI think you two have said enough. Iâm tired of listening to your arguing. Sophie, you will not under any circumstances cuss or smoke or flip the bird while weâre on television. Ida, you can stop treating Sophie like sheâs an . . . igmotard. Okay?â
âWhat the heck is an igmotard? â Sophie asked.
âIâll tell you later. It isnât very politically correct.â
âSince when did that ever stop either of you?â Ida questioned. âYouâre both known for saying whatâs on your mind.â
âOkay, if you must know, itâs a combination of ignorant, moron, and retard. Are you happy now?â
âThatâs really bad, Toots, coming from you. Even I havenât heard that one,â Sophie chastised. âIf I had, I donât think Iâd use it. Too tacky, and cruel
John Freely, Hilary Sumner-Boyd