If Love was Fair by Savannah Stewart

Author:Savannah Stewart [Stewart, Savannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-11T16:00:00+00:00

Sixteen

Seven days with the Macks hadn’t been as horrible as I’d imagined it would be. Grace and Robert, Libby’s parents, were both welcoming. Still the same better-than-thou attitude at times, but welcoming at best. Neither mentioned my parents, or the fact that I’d blown town without saying goodbye. They’d honestly hardly asked about what I’d been up to. Which wasn’t all that surprising given they didn’t care what I was up to when I lived less than ten miles away.

“So how about we do lots of curls with one side pulled tightly back and pinned beneath the back?” Francisco, Libby’s hair dresser of choice, was trying to decide on what to do with my hair for the bridal shower.

“That’s fine with me, but my hair doesn’t like the southern humidity so it’ll most likely fall flat.”

Francisco gasped.

“My masterpiece will not fall flat.” His words were stern as he lifted a chunk of hair and ran a brush through it. “You aren’t doing it right if it falls flat, sweetheart.”

“If you say so.” I grinned at him in the mirror.

He placed his free hand on his hip and cocked his head to the side. “Well, I say so.”

I giggled as he went to work on my hair.

Twenty minutes and a sore scalp later, I was staring at myself in the mirror without much recognition of who I was. My usual natural semi-wavy hair was teased and curled into what pageant moms would consider southern perfection while my face was contoured and painted to resemble a flawless painting of beauty. I could hardly believe my eyes. Where’d the regular Arbor Kenton go?

“Oh my goodness!” Francisco beamed with pleasure. “You look absolutely stunning, my dear.” He sighed and spun me toward him in my chair.

“Is it odd to say that my face doesn’t feel like it’s caked with a ton of makeup even though I don’t exactly look like my normal self?”

He erupted with laughter.

“That’s the difference between good makeup and shitty makeup, sweetheart. You must invest in the products you put on your skin.”

“I thought I had with the hundreds of dollars I’d spent at beauty stores.”

“Price is not always a good indicator for quality. I’ll give you some name brands I swear by before I leave.”

I gave Francisco a hug. “Thank you.”

“No thanks needed, darlin’. And that hair of yours will look just a fabulous in the morning.” He leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “Unless you spend the night with a gorgeous man running his hands through it.” He leaned back and winked.

“I highly doubt that.” I giggled.

“Mm hm. I’ll ask you the outcome next time I see ya.”

“Want to make a bet on it?”

“Yes, please!” He snapped his fingers and pulled out his phone.

Francisco was the type of person I could easily call a close friend. He was spunky, outspoken, and didn’t give two shits about what others thought. In a way, he was a lot like Emily. The two of them in the same room would be a hilarious sight.

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