I sat facing Rosie as she worked on my hair.“You came prepared,” I said, noticing the different shades of hair color packages in her vanity case.“Yeah. I’ve been planning a visit ever since your breakup, and when Mike called, I grabbed everything that came to mind.” She inspected her bag, producing a catalog of six colors. “So, which one do you want?”Indecision clouded my mind. The dark shades were appealing. Would it look good? I’d always been a blonde. After contemplating for a moment, I gave up. “Anything that’s not her.”“Hmm…something dark, then,” she said to herself as she browsed through the packets. “Why don’t you close your eyes and relax while I work on you?” she suggested, and I nodded. A few hours later, I was stunned to see my transformation. My now dark brown hair complimented my honey-brown eyes, and it was now cut into layers. Though nothing would change much, it brought a sense of relief.The day had surprisingly been relaxing, and I felt a lot better after my mak
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