The Wedding Machine by Beth Webb Hart

Author:Beth Webb Hart
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: ebook, book
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2010-09-09T04:00:00+00:00

“Oh, I hope this one works out, Sylvia,” she says as Sylvia pumps her foot at the base of the chair and lifts Ray up.

“Sounds like it will,” she says. “And if it does, you know I want an invite to the best wedding Jasper will ever feast their eyes on.”

It will be grand, Ray thinks as she stares back at herself in the mirror while Sylvia works her hair with a comb. She can almost smell the gardenias in Priscilla’s bouquet and pinned across the lapel of Donovan’s white jacket. If she has her way, it will be a May wedding. Lord, let it be, she says as her heart pounds around her chest like a trapped bird. Please, oh please, let this one turn out the way I want it to.

“So what would you like for your birthday?” Sylvia asks Ray as she takes a hunk of hair from the back of her head and clamps it with a hot pink clip. She picks at the strands beneath it and adds, “Other than Priscilla to marry that nice young buck?”

“Oh, I don’t need a thing,” Ray says.

Then Sylvia leans in with a concerned look and whispers in Ray’s ear, “Honey, you’ve got a few spots back here. Did you know about that?”

Ray’s eyes open wide and she examines herself in the mirror. “What do you mean?”

“A few bald spots.” Sylvia discreetly holds up a hand mirror and shows Ray the two bare places in the back of her head. Her scalp looks as pale as can be with all of that black hair around it.

Ray shakes her head in disbelief. “Put that away,” she says to Sylvia, who puts it down immediately and begins resuming the cut.

Ray feels the familiar flash of heat coming on. This one starts in the top of her head where Sylvia is tugging and clipping, and it works its way down to the pit of her stomach. How could she have missed this?

“Need some water?” Sylvia says.

Ray nods her head.

Sylvia pulls a water bottle out of the fridge near her station and when she hands it to Ray she whispers, “It’s perfectly normal at our age.” Then she nods toward the manicure station and says, “My sister Trudi has them, and so did our daddy. It tends to run in the family. Was your daddy bald?”

“Oh,” Ray says. “He died when I was very young, so I don’t know.”

“Well,” Sylvia says as she teases a large clump of hair on top and says, “It’s easy to cover up for now with the rest of your hair and a little hairspray, but I can find out what Trudi does about hers. She takes some kind of women’s Rogaine or something. I’ll let you know next week.”

“Thank you, Sylvia,” Ray says. She puts her fingers up to the back of her head and feels her scalp. Sylvia pulls Ray’s hand gently away and says, “Don’t give it another thought. I’ll cover it up good for tonight.

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