Dynamite In Petticoats

"Ten seconds," she whispered, cupping her ears with her hands, and watching the other two do the same. Excitement ran through her entire body. Fifteen banks later, and she still felt those same feelings she always did as the last few seconds ticked by before the mighty explosion would blow the bank vaults door open to expose thousands of dollars in bills, and coin for their taking.

All three tucked themselves down completely behind the heavy, oak desk.

"Three, two, one," she whispered.

BaaaVoooommmmmm!