The whole scene was busy, even for a Saturday afternoon. Two of the stylists had kids sitting on planks resting on the arms of their chairs. Four men ...at in the other chairs and three wives or mothers sat in the waiting area. Two women were getting manicures. The walls were burnt orange and dark brown, creating a serene backdrop for a very busy place. Before I knew it, I was deep in a zone capturing the scene before me. Lots of people. I loved it.Donna was actually looking over my shoulder at. She grinned at me as she picked the tray, saying loudly, “Are you about finished, 'cause the tea is ready.” He replied that he was, and said she should bring it on. She laughed and said that was exactly what she was doing. She marched out of the kitchen, down the hall and into the living room, holding the tray high enough so that he had a great view of her body. I heard the tray touch the table, followed by the sounds of her pouring the tea, but nothing else. “I hope you don't mind my change of. She would watch overher and not let her get hurt and she would teach her everything sheknew. She would take her places with her and read to her and come givehugs whenever she was sad or crying. She promised to never really getmad at her even if she did some of things that had made Misty's bigsisters mad at her. She would tuck her in at bedtime and if her littlesister got scared at night she could crawl right in next to her andsnuggle up close. She finished her wish by adding that she would. If he didn't outright fire you, you can be sure that word would get out about your exploits, and you would be the talk of the office for some time. Now, I just finished my rounds and we are alone on this floor, so I am going to remove my hand. There's really no point in screaming for help - no one is around to hear you. Do you understand?" She nodded her head and he released her. She whirled around to face him with an indignant glare and arms crossed. She wanted to be really mad at his.