I opened my eyes and looked. And I blinked. She was behind me biting her oh, so perfect lip. I nodded. She let out a little laugh. My hair was now shorter than all three of my brothers. She took the plastic from around my neck and shook it out. Then she brushed off my shoulders. Her fingers moved to my lip. She brushed at it a bit and then some more. Then she scrutinized my face and said,"Hmmm. Guess it's not from the haircut."
She ran her fingers through my hair sending shivers up my spine. I stood on legs that were weakened by impure thoughts and said,"Um, thanks, uh, I don't know your name." She laughed and walked away for a moment. She came back and handed me a business card. I looked at it and said,"Hanna Denise Lindsay. Three first names, which do you go by?"
She laughed and said,"All three."
I walked away, though I didn't want to. I was almost out the door when she said,"Um, Taylor?"
I turned around not knowing if she was going to say that my pants were falling down or that she wanted to have a passionate love affair with me. I said stupidly,"Huh?"
She held up a familiar braid of hair. Minutes earlier it had been attached to my head. I shrugged and said,"That's okay. The fans hated it."
She tossed it to me. I'd save it, but not because I'd had it forever, but because she had touched it.
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