Fashion Disaster
“She even cleared her throat first, to make her announcement more official.
“I think,” Aly began, “we should donate your hair to Loving Locks. It’s a charity I found online that can turn it into a wig for someone who’s sick. And we should donate the money from all the barrettes we sell to that charity too.” She slid the piece of paper she’d printed out last night across the table to Brooke.
Brooke read the rules. “My hair is longer than ten inches, right?” she asked.
Aly nodded.
“And I never dyed it any colors, and it’s stored in a braid, and it’s not in dreadlocks.”
Aly nodded again.
“And if we make enough money from the barrettes, then maybe we’ll be able to pay for the cost of turning my hair into a wig!”
“That’s exactly what I was thinking,” Aly told her sister.
“Wait!” Brooke said, stabbing the air with her spoon. “Let’s include the money from our donation jar too.”
Aly smiled. “Perfect idea, Brookester,” she said.
As Aly took another spoonful of cereal, she heard Sparkly whine.
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