"Sass, you should be thankful for that head full of pretty curls. "said Aunt Ella, holding the silk gloves that I had to wear at my cousin's wedding. I was going to be a flower-girl.
"Please, Aunt Ella. Nobody wants curly hair these days." I threw her a hair straightener that I bought. Aunt Ella caught it. She looked at the sky and asked, "Why can't a person want what she already has?" Aunt Ella finally agreed to help straighten my hair.
Now my hair would look just like Tina's which I appreciated. She was the other flower-girl and the prettiest girl in my class. I imagined us at the wedding. We'd have the same dress, the same gloves, and now the same straight hair.
"Finally!" My aunt woke me up from my daydream. "There, your hair doesn't have a single curl." I looked in the mirror, then gave Aunt Ella a big thank-you hug. I couldn't wait to get to the hotel and see Tina.
When Aunt Ella and I walked into the hotel, I began to search for Tina. I could see a girl with the same dress as mine. She was standing with her back toward me. But that girl couldn't be Tina, thought. For there, curl after curl. I stood, hoping to work it out.
"Well, don't make them wait any longer, Sass." said Aunt Ella. At the sound of my aunt's voice, the girl with the curly hair turned to face us. It was Tina! And she looked at me in surprise as I looked at her. At that moment, I remembered Aunt Ella's sky-directed question, and I smiled. On the way home, as I sleepily reviewed the day, I decided that Aunt Ella wasn't too old-fashioned and that maybe having curly hair wasn't so bad after all.
微信扫码预览、分享更方便
