" Tom felt strange but enthusiastic as he watched in thelarge bathroom mirror as Jenna took sections of hiswet hair, combed it into long sections, the... rolled itup in curlers and fastened them into place. Soon herwhole head of light brown hair was in women's hairrollers. "There now. Let's do your manicure and pedicure,"said Jenna."Do we have to? Is that necessary?" Absolutely! What are you afraid of? You are agirl and girls like to feel pretty. Having polishedtoenails will make you feel. He took his leave then and hurried back up the street to get to the Red House and his office. The photographer said to watch the paper over the next few days before he left to hurry back to the newspaper offices. ‘Ever the busy public servant,’ Cora-leen’s mother grumbled, ‘He don’t wanta stay too near to us lower folk for very long. He might come away with a feeling for our troubles and that would never do. For that to happen, he’d have to listen to us.’ Cora-leen didn’t care and she threw. I’m working on it.”And it was just that easy. Dagmar in – Aunt Margie out.With no discernable transition phase, the woman sitting beside me laughs and bumps against my shoulder, hard, and Dagmar’s voice is arguing, “Relax yourself, sweet buns! You know as well as I do that Miss Goodie-two-shoes doesn’t have the grit to tolerate being locked up. So, tell me, shyster, what’s your big plan?”This time I was ready to play Dagmar’s game in an effort to try to keep her present and engaged for as long. Wendy looked straight into the road and didn't talk all the way home, which was very unusual.Chelsea helped her mother make the chicken enchiladas, while Wendy cooked the Spanish rice. Her mother hadn't spoken much since they gotten back. Chelsea felt so confused but yet she was scared to ask Wendy about what had happened back at the grocery story that afternoon.Later on, Chelsea heard her father, pulling up to the driveway. "Dad's home," Chelsea said softly.Wendy just nodded and continued to.