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On Edna Mae's 40th birthday she buried her controlling father and lost her virginity in a one-night-stand with a stranger she never expected to see again. Now her life is about to change in more ways that she ever thought possible.
Edna Mae decided to have her hair cut after years of letting it grow because she didn't get out of the house much. Raylene has taken her to see her own hair dresser.
I made myself open my door and slide from the safety of the car.
Inside the shop, fragrances assaulted my nose as the noises of female voices and blow-dryers overwhelmed me. The place was abuzz with women having fun. A tiny, red-haired pixie rushed to welcome Raylene and me.
“Hey, Ray, is this your friend?” She pulled me toward a large window and studied my hair. “So healthy, like baby hair. Great texture.”
The pixie grabbed my hand and led me to a pink barber chair. “Ray said you want to lose maybe four inches.” She held that length of hair out to get approval.
“Yes,” I gulped. I hadn’t thought in terms of inches and four sounded like a lot. “What about highlights? Could we do that today?”
“Sure thing,” Sal said.
Raylene grinned and offered to get Cokes from the drink machine in the back of the large room. “The real thing, for Edna.” She laughed at her own joke.
While the “experts” studied hair samples, I sipped my Coke and glanced around at other women in the shop. All the ladies seemed to be having a good time.
Sallee flipped a pink plastic cape over my shoulders. She then cut a swag of hair. On the floor the cut hair piled. Sallee spread some smelly goop on strips of my hair. Then she left me to talk to Raylene while the color worked.
Finally, after a shampoo I watched Sal blow the mass dry. The image in the mirror made her smile. Mighty fine hair!
“Edna Mae?” I turned toward the voice. “Is that you?”
Suzanne Barklay stared at me, then grinned.
I hadn’t seen Suzy since high school.
“Edna Mae Withers!” Suzy clapped her hands, then touched her cheeks in excitement. “Omigod, it is you.”
I nodded, then finally found my voice. “Suzy, you look great! Where have you been?” I tried to escape the chair but the footrest got in the way.
Suzanne didn’t wait, she leaned over the chair to grab me in an enthusiastic hug, cape and all. “I missed you, Em! I missed my best friend.” Sue’s tears dampened my face and mingled with my own tears.
“I thought you were mad at me, your parents always said you wouldn’t come to the phone when I called. The letters I mailed you came back marked Return to Sender.”
“No way! I cried when the letters I mailed you came back to me unopened.” I sniffed and pulled away to study my friend’s face, as if the truth would be etched there. My parents had denied me even one friendship. Why?
When something was pressed into my hand, I turned toward Raylene who was giving me tissues and holding out a tissue box for Suzy.
Suzy grabbed a handful and nodded thanks to Raylene. “I’d have been at their funerals, but I thought you wouldn’t want to see me. Oh, girl, I really missed you!”
Sallee touched my shoulder. “You can get up, I’m done with you for now.”
Suzanne ooed and aaahhed. “You look wonderful. You haven’t changed a bit.”
“Neither have you.” Suzy looked rounder and tanned. Her hair, shorter and darker than I remembered it being, was neatly styled. My old friend looked happy.
Raylene put the magazine on a table. “Why don’t you come with Edna Mae and me and have supper and a drink or two? Edna Mae needs a night out with us girls.”
I untangled myself from the chair and stood with my hands clasped. “Yes, come out with us so we can catch up.” A flush warmed my cheeks. I should’ve introduced the women. “Suzanne, meet Raylene.” Should I mention Raylene was my lawyer’s secretary? No, that might make it seem as though I had no friends. “Raylene, Suzy is my oldest best friend.”
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