About the same age as Isabel, Sylvia had been cutting her hair ever since they'd moved in to the town. "I'm just finishing Mrs Greigson, I won't keep ...ou long."Isabel was about to say it didn't matter and that she wasn't in a rush when Sylvia appeared to think of something and said. "I don't suppose you'd let Angela wash your hair, she's our new trainee, only started a couple of weeks ago?"Her hair was one of the few things Isabel was vain about and she trusted Sylvia and wasn't too keen to let. As I stared, I got so wet that it started soaking my thighs just from looking at it. Well… I suppose I could go ahead and put the clips on its only… I looked at the clock, …like ten minutes till she gets here. I must hurry when she gets here…Or, I could get started now. Hmm, how to do this without help? After some contemplating I decided I should start with the simple things. I picked up the clamps by the meeting of the three chains and held it there while attaching it with my other hand to the. Ever since growing up I always made sure of that. I had just turned 18 a few months before and was walking home from a mates birthday. I was on cloud nine having just arranged a date with a very attractive girl. I couldnt control my emotions as I skipped down the street. I guess if I was thinking better I would have chosen a better way to walk home. But I didnt.I took the mistake of walking through the park, then the council estate. Bridging the two was a underpass. As I walked through there I. Gwendoline decided she would have to leave Angie until she came back home with Harry. Harry could have a ringside seat for that second massacre!It was after this meeting that she phoned Jessica.Jessica was sleeping. After two years of motherhood, she was beginning to appreciate the relief, now that Andy had insisted on employing a full time nanny to look after their increasingly boisterous son. She was rudely propelled into wakefulness by the peremptory sound of the telephone."Hi. Jessie here.".