When a human is in a crowd of wolves…
LEMON
Missy fought us to get her ready, but we kind of expected it. She wasn’t fond of being the center of attention. Her chatty friend Sadie joined us, and I decided I really liked the girl. She loved to talk and seemed so comfortable doing it. She made me laugh with her very blunt questions.
When Missy was almost entirely ready, Sadie looked like she wasn’t quite sure how to use a curling iron. An image of my younger self with burns along my fingers and almost charred hair sprang into my head. I didn’t know her situation, but I didn’t have a mother to show me that sort of thing. Hell, Amy and Lily had to teach Lea, who was an orphan.
“Can I help you with that?” I asked her.
“Oh, you don’t have to. I read the instruction manual. I just- OW!” sh
