Moonlight Dwelling

Musa looked at herself in the mirror and thought about cutting her hair.

"You're not still thinking about cutting off your hair are you Musa?"

Musa looked up at Stella.

"Don't you remember that hair is your most valuable weapon?"

"Stella I wasn't thinking of hacking all my hair off. I just want to get a trim."

"What's wrong with your hair? I can take care of any dreadful split ends. I have a shampoo for that."

Musa loved Stella but she could be a little annoying at times.

"I just want to cut my hair. It isn't a crime."

Stella looked horrified.

"Just don't get your hair cut like that girl on that soap I was watching today. She looked like someone took took a weed whacker to her head."

Looking around Stella made sure that Flora wasn't within earshot.

"Don't go to the place that Helia did. Have you seen that poor boy's hair? I don't know what he was thinking."

By Barbara Desmond