"Sorry ma'am. I'll try not to do it again, ma'am." Lawrence
responded.
"Esther, I love your hair!" Minnie exclaimed.
"Yeah, when did you cut it?" Louise asked. Louise Sawyer is five
feet tall, skinny as a beanpole with a heart the size of Texas.
"An hour ago." I replied with smile. "Does it look all right? I had
a bit of trouble in the back..."
"Nonsense, it looks gorgeous" Josephine Linda replied. Josephine
could be a movie star if she wanted to be. She had dark brown hair,
long luscious eyelashes, a small round lip, and these big baby blue eyes.
"What did your mother have to say about it?" Louise asked.
"I don't know. She's outta town." I said. "What?" Ernest Baxter
squawked. "Outta town?" Charlie Shaw repeated. "Ooh, you are gonna
receive an earful when she gets home," they said together.
Ernest Baxter and Charlie Shaw were separated at birth, I swear.
I am honestly surprised that they haven't been thrown in jail yet.
Whenever those two are together mischief is sure to follow. "Esther
Allen, what have you done to your gorgeous, gorgeous hair? Back in
my day, young women were proud to be ladies and did not just go
cutting off their hair whenever it pleased them." Charlie continued,
adopting a higher tone of voice that was supposed to imitate my
mother.
"Mother," Ernest replied in a similar higher pitched voice, "It's
a new century. You do not understand. Just because I wear shorter
skirts and have shorter hair does not make me any less of a lady."
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