The Salon

Linda went to her car. She found an envelope tucked under one of the windshield wiper blades. She looked around and, seeing no one else in the parking garage, took the envelope and opened it. Inside was a gift certificate for a cut and color at a nearby salon. She looked at her reflection in the window of her car and played with her hair a bit. She could use a new look, and she was not getting any work done this morning. She got into her car, turned on some peppy club music, and drove to the salon.

Linda arrived at the salon and gave the receptionist the certificate. The receptionist looked at it and smiled, "Ah, welcome. This is a special gift. I'll get your stylist. Please have a seat."

Linda thanked the woman and sat in the waiting area. She leafed through some hairstyle magazines.

A tall woman with big blonde hair came out, "Hello, I'm Wendy. I'll be your stylist. You have a gift certificate for our most special treatment. Come with me please."

"Wow, that's so cool," said Linda. She got up and followed Wendy back into the salon to the sinks.

As Wendy washed Linda's hair, she spoke softly and calmly, "You have such lovely hair. You're very pretty. We are going to take such good care of you."

Linda closed her eyes and smiled. She said nothing. After her hair was wet, Wendy dried her hair and led her to a salon chair, "So, just sit back and let me do my thing. You trust me, right?"

"Oh, that sounds great!"

Wendy handed Linda a fashion magazine. Linda started to leaf through it. She did not pay attention to what Wendy was doing.

Before Linda knew it. Wendy turned her towards the mirror to show her the new look.