Expert Hands at Work
“Alright, let’s do this,” I said, nodding, trusting her expertise completely. Samantha smiled and pulled around a folding screen for privacy from onlookers outside.
As she began to work her magic behind the screen, I could only see her moving swiftly in the mirror.
The sounds of sprays and the snipping of scissors filled the air, blending with my hopeful heartbeat.
