The Envelope That Changed Everything

I had outgrown.

I crossed the room and glanced at the caller ID.

Lucia.

My hair stylist for over twenty years.

My throat tightened in a way that made me almost laugh. Of course. The universe had a sense of timing.

I picked up. “Lucia, I need you. Now.”

A beat of silence, then her voice, warm and alert. “Bea? What happened?”

“I need your best wig,” I said,continue reading …