plan on finding out what it
is.”
“You could have asked.”
“If I thought you’d tell me the truth I might
have tried.”
“ Well, you’re out of luck now, Dan Carter. There’s no way I’m going to
tell you why I’m here, so you might as well stop looking. Before
you know it I’ll be gone and out of your life. Now if you don’t
mind, I’ve got more important things to do than talk to you. I need
to find out if Kaylee can have ice cream.” She turned on her heel
and stomped toward the nurse’s station.
He had to admire her courage. She hadn’t
backed down, hadn’t given in to the panic he saw in her eyes. He
could be a real bastard without trying and he’d just managed to
alienate the one person he wanted to keep on their side.
It was up to Kate what happened next, but at
least she knew he was watching her.
***
Kate opened the door to The Beauty Box. A
small bell jingled above her and the smell of hairspray and nail polish tickled her nose. She
stood in the reception area, feeling homesick and nervous all at
once.
She remembered the first time she’d stepped
into a beauty salon. The first time she’d seen the difference
carefully applied makeup could make to someone’s confidence, or the
way a new hairstyle could lift a woman’s spirit and make them
smile.
“You made it back.” Loretta Gilbert was the
exact opposite of Kate’s boss in San Diego. With her bouncy blond
curls and wide grin, Loretta had
made her feel at home the moment she’d stepped inside the
salon.
“Thanks for giving me the opportunity to work
with you.”
Loretta waved her hand in the air. “No need
for that. You’re doing me a favor. We’ve got three weddings
scheduled for next weekend alone. Come over here and meet
Sally.”
Kate followed Loretta across the room to the
hair styling area. A woman about the same age as Kate waited in a
chair, sipping a hot drink.
“Kate Jennings, this is Sally Grey. Sally is
a school teacher at Bozeman Elementary School.”
“Nice to meet you,” Sally said. “I’m one of
the bridesmaids coming in next
weekend.”
“Congratulations.”
Sally wrinkled her nose. “I’ve given up
getting excited. This is the eighth time I’ve walked down the aisle
at someone else’s wedding. You’d think I would have found a man of my own by now.”
“He’d have to compete with all of the rescue
animals you take in, ” Loretta said
with a smile in her voice.
“They need someone to love them.”
“So do you. Now put that drink down and tell
Kate what you want to do with all of your glorious hair.” Loretta
ruffled Sally’s hair, sending waves of thick mahogany curls
everywhere.
“Amy doesn’t mind what hairstyle I choose.”
Sally looked up at Kate. “That’s the bride, my soon to be
sister-in-law. What do you suggest?”
Kate looked at the shape of Kate’s face and
felt the weight of her hair in her hands. “What does your dress
look like?”
“I can do better than tell you. Here’s a
photo.” Sally picked up a cell phone and showed Kate a picture of a
simple off-the-shoulder gown. The wide shawl collar and tight
bodice looked stunning with the floor length ruby red skirt.
“Wow, that’s a beautiful dress.”
“Thanks. So what do you think?”
Kate twisted Sally’s hair into a loose knot
on top of her head, leaving a few wispy strands curling around her
neck. “Do you want a modern, structured hairstyle or something soft
and romantic?”
“Let’s go for soft and romantic,” Sally
sighed. “God knows I need it.”
“Do you want flowers in your hair?”
Sally shook her head. “Last time I had a few
baby rosebuds in my hair and a bee kept buzzing around my head.
Everyone thought it was hilarious except the bee and me. So
definitely no flowers.”
“What if we twist your hair into a loose
chignon? It would suit the style of the dress and draw attention to
your face. If you want an even softer look we could leave some
wispy curls trailing down your
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