Literature
Sfc - The Ringer Pt5
Walter now wearing a pretty dress was led back to the chair. “Its not working mom, cant you just tell Alana to go home?” Said Walter, “Im so sorry son shes just trying to make up for walking in last time, Kelli had filled Walters head full of rollers and was ready to get him under the hair dryer. “What are you doing?” asked Walter as his mother began to lead him to the bank of hair dryers, “We have to dry your hair honey” “But she will see my face, you have to do something.” “What do you suggest dear?” Asked his mother, “Well I don’t want her to see thats its me under all this hair, please mom I’ll never live it down, If she recognizes me….Do something, ANYTHING” Kelli began working on her sons face, creams, powders, she even trimmed his eye brows, eyeshadow, mascara, rouge, finally pink lipstick. “There, thats the best I can do, I don’t think she will recognize you now dear.” Kelli removed the towel from the mirror, Walter almost died of embarrassment, “What have you
