waiting for Ashley to drop the bomb she knew was coming. Then it happened.
"Susan, after meeting Miki and Teri and Kate, I'm sure you know what style I want for the start of the wedding activities."
"Yes, I guess I do," Susan answered woodenly.
"You'll do it, won't you? Mom thinks it will look really elegant - me with this long hair and my attendants with contrasting hair."
"Yes, I'll do it," Susan replied almost inaudibly. Her voice sounded far away to her own ears. Her consciousness receded to somewhere deep within her, as far from where her eyes met the world as it could go.
"Do you want me to make the appointment for you? We’re using the All about Hair Salon for everyone’s hair and nails - they know what to do."
"No, I’ll make it."
"I want you to be all set for the first shower on Sunday."
"I will be. I'll call this afternoon. I'll go tomorrow."
* * * * *
Susan pulled the phonebook from underneath the table. It seemed many times heavier than it really was. It wasn’t as fast as the web, but she wasn’t interested in speed right then. She thumbed absently through it, one page at a time, until, a while later, she came to the Beauty Salons listings in the Yellow Pages. It took only a moment more. There was a big ad for All about Hair – it was obviously a prestigious salon with a good reputation, although what difference that made she wasn't sure.
"All About Hair Salon." The girl on the other end sounded friendly enough. Susan relaxed a tiny bit.
"This is Susan Weston calling. I'm in town for my cousin's wedding and I need to get my hair and nails done tomorrow ... it ... it has to be tomorrow 'cause the first shower ... is ... Sunday."
"You're in luck, I ..."
"I have to tell you what I want done, 'cause I ... I'm nervous about it and I want to see if you can do it and set it up before I come." Susan realized she was rambling and tried to get a grip on herself.
“Sure, go ahead.” Why was the girl so perky?
"My ... my hair is really long - below my shoulders - and dark brown and medium thick, I guess. It's usually pretty straight too - it never takes much of a curl. As it is, I'm the only girl in the wedding party with long hair and, I guess, I look kinda out of place with the other girls."
“Oh, are you in Ashley’s wedding?”
“Uh … yes … how’d you guess?”
"I have the model picture and manicure instructions right here. The other girls had their hair and nails done here too. So I understand exactly what you need to get. The other three girls all have their hair exactly alike so I assume you want yours done the same way."
“Yes … want is probably not the word I would have picked …”
"I can appreciate that. I really can." The girl was still too perky.
"As you can tell by the picture, I have to get it cut very short, I mean really short, and tightly curled, all over my head." Susan breathed a heavy sigh. That had been one of the most difficult statements she had ever had to make. "Do you... do you do that sort of thing a lot?"
"We certainly have customers who want a big change sometimes. It probably happens more often than you’d think."
"What would you have to do? I mean, how would you do it? I mean, get it so curly and all?"
"Well, this style is tightly curled and short all over."
"Yeh."
"Did you say your hair was thick or thin?"
"It's sort of ... medium I guess."
"And it doesn't curl much at all naturally?'
"No. I don’t even have waves in it when it’s wet, just a little curl at the ends"
"Well, we'll have to give you a pretty strong, tight perm to give you this style."
"How ... how would you get the curls into it? Would it have to be very short? You see, I've never, ever, had hair shorter than shoulder length.
"Well, based on this picture and what we did with the other girls, we’ll cut it to an overall length of not more than a few inches. The style is tight to the head. Their curls stick out less than an inch all over. It’s like a pretty halo of curls
"Susan, after meeting Miki and Teri and Kate, I'm sure you know what style I want for the start of the wedding activities."
"Yes, I guess I do," Susan answered woodenly.
"You'll do it, won't you? Mom thinks it will look really elegant - me with this long hair and my attendants with contrasting hair."
"Yes, I'll do it," Susan replied almost inaudibly. Her voice sounded far away to her own ears. Her consciousness receded to somewhere deep within her, as far from where her eyes met the world as it could go.
"Do you want me to make the appointment for you? We’re using the All about Hair Salon for everyone’s hair and nails - they know what to do."
"No, I’ll make it."
"I want you to be all set for the first shower on Sunday."
"I will be. I'll call this afternoon. I'll go tomorrow."
* * * * *
Susan pulled the phonebook from underneath the table. It seemed many times heavier than it really was. It wasn’t as fast as the web, but she wasn’t interested in speed right then. She thumbed absently through it, one page at a time, until, a while later, she came to the Beauty Salons listings in the Yellow Pages. It took only a moment more. There was a big ad for All about Hair – it was obviously a prestigious salon with a good reputation, although what difference that made she wasn't sure.
"All About Hair Salon." The girl on the other end sounded friendly enough. Susan relaxed a tiny bit.
"This is Susan Weston calling. I'm in town for my cousin's wedding and I need to get my hair and nails done tomorrow ... it ... it has to be tomorrow 'cause the first shower ... is ... Sunday."
"You're in luck, I ..."
"I have to tell you what I want done, 'cause I ... I'm nervous about it and I want to see if you can do it and set it up before I come." Susan realized she was rambling and tried to get a grip on herself.
“Sure, go ahead.” Why was the girl so perky?
"My ... my hair is really long - below my shoulders - and dark brown and medium thick, I guess. It's usually pretty straight too - it never takes much of a curl. As it is, I'm the only girl in the wedding party with long hair and, I guess, I look kinda out of place with the other girls."
“Oh, are you in Ashley’s wedding?”
“Uh … yes … how’d you guess?”
"I have the model picture and manicure instructions right here. The other girls had their hair and nails done here too. So I understand exactly what you need to get. The other three girls all have their hair exactly alike so I assume you want yours done the same way."
“Yes … want is probably not the word I would have picked …”
"I can appreciate that. I really can." The girl was still too perky.
"As you can tell by the picture, I have to get it cut very short, I mean really short, and tightly curled, all over my head." Susan breathed a heavy sigh. That had been one of the most difficult statements she had ever had to make. "Do you... do you do that sort of thing a lot?"
"We certainly have customers who want a big change sometimes. It probably happens more often than you’d think."
"What would you have to do? I mean, how would you do it? I mean, get it so curly and all?"
"Well, this style is tightly curled and short all over."
"Yeh."
"Did you say your hair was thick or thin?"
"It's sort of ... medium I guess."
"And it doesn't curl much at all naturally?'
"No. I don’t even have waves in it when it’s wet, just a little curl at the ends"
"Well, we'll have to give you a pretty strong, tight perm to give you this style."
"How ... how would you get the curls into it? Would it have to be very short? You see, I've never, ever, had hair shorter than shoulder length.
"Well, based on this picture and what we did with the other girls, we’ll cut it to an overall length of not more than a few inches. The style is tight to the head. Their curls stick out less than an inch all over. It’s like a pretty halo of curls
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