Snow in June
The big-rig driver stopped to picked up the girl hitchhiker in very short shorts. “What’s your name, mister?” she inquired, after she climbed up in the truck. “It’s Snow – Roy Snow,” he answered. “And yours?” “Me, I’m June Hansen,” she said. A few minutes down the road, she felt his gaze on her. “Hey, why do you keep sizing me up with those sidelong glances?” she challenged the trucker. “Oh, I was just thinkin’ what it might be like,”…
