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understanding." I could finally breathe again. I didn't realize I was holding my breath!
    "I do. I completely understand. This is something that I will never ask of you again. Makeovers always make me feel better and I just assumed it would make you feel better as well. Ya know, a change? Changes are good, but sometimes you have to time it right too." She started the car up and pulled out of the parking lot and I was wondering what her plan was now.
    "Claud, where are we going?" Please say home, please say home.
    "We are going home to rest a little bit before we start getting ready for tonight. I figured you might need to take a little nap. You've had a long day and this day isn't over yet. We still have my meeting and dinner to go to." She patted my hand and smiled at me.
    "Or we could just go home and I could go to bed for the rest of the day and all night!" I smiled back at her, hoping she would let me do just that.
    "So you're not hungry? You know the meeting isn't going to last long with Mr. Scott and then we can go get something to eat." She leaned over and put some oldies on the radio, but kept the volume low, so that it wouldn't be too loud so we could talk.
    "Well, I am kind of hungry, but like you said. This has been a big day for me."
    "But what about the dresses we got? Come on O, when are you ever going to wear them, if you don't go anywhere?" Once again, another argument that I wasn't going to win.
    "I don't know. Maybe when we go to that diner tomorrow for lunch, we could wear them." The visual of doing just that had me giggling, because we always go to this hole in the wall diner, but they make the best chicken fried steak and it’s my favorite place.
    "Oh yeah, that would work. They would think that we got off work from a prostitution gig!" I think the visual of us doing that had her thinking about it and before you knew it, we were both laughing our butts off.
    "I guess a nap will work and I should be alright for tonight." I knew I was going to give in and go. The giggling had me forget about my mini breakdown.
    "Awesome! You're not going to regret it and do you know what we should do? Remember when we were in high school and we would do each other’s hair? We should do that!" The idea of doing just that had me laughing my head off. I always did a pretty good job with her hair, but she'd always do something crazy with mine!
    "That might be fun for you, because you know I'll make your hair look great, but I'm kind of worried about what you'll do to mine. I don't think I trust you." This made her laugh her head off. I'm sure she was picturing all of the crazy things she did to me.
    "Ok ok. You got me there. I promise I will NOT put corn roles in your hair! I did think that was a good look for you, by the way." Oh lord! The corn roles! I had forgotten about them. It took hours for me to get them out of my hair. My mom mentioned getting my dad’s clippers out and just shaving my head to get it over with!
    "There's really not much you can do with my hair, Claud. You can either straighten it or curl it. It's up to you. I do trust you. Plus I know you don't have hours to do any damage by corn rolling it." My hair is really long and thick and straight as a board. Not much you can do with it, which is why I usually just do something simple like a braid or tying it up in a ponytail, or a huge bun.
    "Darn the luck! Maybe we can try for that next Sunday! We could order a pizza and watch TV, while I sit there and get cramps in my hand, haha."
    "That actually sounds fun, believe it or not. Maybe I am coming out of my shell a little bit."
    "I'm so glad, O! I'm going to keep chip chipping away at that shell of yours and we are going to have a blast doing it! In the meantime, go inside and take a nap. I'll wake you up with enough time for us to get ready." I looked up and realized we were home. Oh, my bed was calling me. Just the sight of the house has me wanting to crawl into bed and not come out, but I wasn't going to do