Nancy And Nick
“I SAID. “NICK?”
He was as embarrassed as a sixth-grader the first day out in public in his braces. He flushed, looking like he didn’t want to come in. The fact that I was standing in the doorway may have contributed to this difficulty. “Hi,” he mumbled.
I couldn’t help myself. I reached out and ran my fingers over the back of his head where his ponytail had been. “I love it,” I said, shaking my head in surprise. “But I thought you weren’t going to cut it off for another year. You know. Matter o...f principle and demanding relatives and kidding friends and all that.”
He shrugged and tugged at his clothes, now that he could not tug at his hair. “I panicked about my college interviews. I had on this three-piece suit and I was buttoning up the vest and in the mirror I noticed this ponytail bouncing around between my shoulder blades. With this stupid red rubber band around it. All of a sudden I knew I couldn’t get through an interview with a ponytail. So I cut it off.”MoreLess
He was as embarrassed as a sixth-grader the first day out in public in his braces. He flushed, looking like he didn’t want to come in. The fact that I was standing in the doorway may have contributed to this difficulty. “Hi,” he mumbled.
I couldn’t help myself. I reached out and ran my fingers over the back of his head where his ponytail had been. “I love it,” I said, shaking my head in surprise. “But I thought you weren’t going to cut it off for another year. You know. Matter o...f principle and demanding relatives and kidding friends and all that.”
He shrugged and tugged at his clothes, now that he could not tug at his hair. “I panicked about my college interviews. I had on this three-piece suit and I was buttoning up the vest and in the mirror I noticed this ponytail bouncing around between my shoulder blades. With this stupid red rubber band around it. All of a sudden I knew I couldn’t get through an interview with a ponytail. So I cut it off.”MoreLess
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