Finding Her Family by Syndi Powell

Author:Syndi Powell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-04-12T15:58:23+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

THE IMAGE IN the mirror stared back at Page as she rubbed a hand over her bald head. She could ignore the dark circles under her eyes. In fact, she had makeup that would cover those up. But the glare off the top of her head was hard to pretend wasn’t there.

She’d been bald for most of the last three years. Seemed as soon as she’d finished one round of chemotherapy, she’d grow back stubble then suffer a reoccurrence of cancer and be back to being without hair. She tried to remember the last time she’d been able to run her fingers through it and couldn’t recall.

In her closet on the top shelf, Page had a box, the contents of which might help her out. She used a hanger to reach the box and nudged it toward the edge of the shelf so she could reach it on tiptoe. She placed the box on her bed, opened the lid and stared down into it.

She took out the dark brown wig and fluffed the hair. In a rare moment of nurturing, her mother had bought it for her during her first round of chemo. Page put it on her head now and walked to the mirror. She checked how the wig looked and adjusted it so that the part was in the middle, the length of hair reaching her shoulders. Pulling the strands this way and that, she debated about wearing it. She looked almost normal. Almost healthy. But the image of herself in the mirror didn’t match how she felt inside, or who she really was. Still...

The front door opened, and Page heard Ruby greet April. She nodded and walked down the hall to the living room. April stared at Page while Ruby smothered a snicker. “What in the world are you wearing?” April asked.

Page stopped abruptly and looked down at the soft gray dress she wore. They’d agreed on this one. “Oh, this.” She reached up to touch the wig. Had it slipped? No, it felt like it was in place. “Is it on wrong?”

“The problem is that it’s on at all.” April frowned. “Why are you wearing it?”

“You don’t want a maid of honor with a bald head in your pictures.”

“I do if it’s you. This—” April plucked the wig off her head “—is not you.”

Page sighed. “April, these are pictures that you and Zach are going to be looking at for the rest of your lives. Think about it.” She snatched back the hair. “I’m wearing it.”

“Is it comfortable? Do you feel better about yourself in it?” April rhymed off the questions. Why was she interrogating her? How did she know her so well?

Page bit her lip. The truth was, the wig made her head itch and sweat. She couldn’t stand the sight of the thing, but she knew that the wedding pictures would be prettier if she wore it. But glimpsing her best friend, she couldn’t lie. “No and no.”

April tossed the offending item on the sofa.

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