Kelly (kajel) wrote,
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A Good Cause

"Mary, sweetie, you did the fundraiser at all the games after school. You have single-handedly raised thousands of dollars. You've walked in all the walks this year. Come on, you're sixteen years old. You ran in a marathon last month. You've dedicated your entire year to this cause. Do you really think it's necessary to give them your hair?"

Mary's mother dragged her fingers gently through her daughter's long, black tresses.

"Mom!"

Mary rolled her eyes in exasperation. Her mother had been nagging at her for days. Ever since she decided to donate her hair to Locks of Love earlier in the week, she had been hearing this speech in one form or another.

"It's just hair. There are kids out there that don't have any. It'll grow back you know."

Her mother sighed, then smiled ruefully at her daughter.

"It's my own fault really. I raised you to have strong convictions. To believe in something and follow through with what you start. I just never thought teaching you to be a young independent woman would have such a detrimental affect on your beautiful hair."

"Really, Mom. Who's the teenager here? You're being overly dramatic."

Mary's mother drew her fingers through her daughter's long, silky hair one last time.

"Alright. I'm ready." She took a deep breath. "Let's do this," she said as she nodded to the hairstylist while stepping away from her daughter.

The stylist put a hair tie in Mary's hair, creating a pony tail just above her shoulders. Mary's mother winced as the stylist made the first cut. A few seconds later and Mary was holding twelve inches of hair in her hands

"Well," her mother said, "at least the hair is being used for a good cause."

….

Later that evening, the stylist arrived home.

"Paul." She called out for her boyfriend. He was working in a theater production and she never knew when he was going to be home.

"In the kitchen."

"Some girl came in to donate her hair today." The stylist wandered into the kitchen. She reached into her purse and pulled out the pony tail of Mary's hair. "Is this what you were looking for?" she asked.

Paul grabbed the hair. "This is perfect," he exclaimed! "Man, when I get to the theater with this tomorrow, the prop gig is mine! This will make a great mustache."


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This is my entry for LJ Idol: Exhibit B. This week was an intersection, and my partner is sweeny_todd! Her entry can be found here. The link will work as soon as LJ cooperates and allows her to set to all.
The topics were You Gave Everything You Possibly Could and Chillin' Like a Villain
Tags: lj idol: exhibit b
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