My toenails were still wet when I saw her. She entered the room and her permed hair moved in muddy strides, like crimped whiskers. Her face looked like wood grain when she scowled --- or maybe she smiled --- it was hard to tell the difference. I need a pedicure! She demanded. The salon worker politely replied, Itll be about 15 minutes. The frizzy-haired woman turned, pointed at me, growling, What about her?!? Shes not busy!
Posted on: Fri, 18 Apr 2014 23:04:37 +0000
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