Her fingers moved down the braid.
“Committed to what?”
I shifted forward, putting space between us.
“Please don’t touch it. It took two hours to get right.”
Martha withdrew her hand.
“Relax. I wasn’t going to ruin it, Jillian.”
Then she smiled.
“Please don’t touch it.”
“Today’s supposed to be full of surprises.”
Before I could ask what that meant, Nick knocked.
“Jill?”
“You can’t come in, love!”
Martha opened the door anyway.
Nick covered his eyes.
“You can’t come in, love!”
“Mom!”
I laughed. “You’re safe.”
He lowered his hand and saw me.
His whole expression changed.
“Wow.”
I touched my braid.
“You’re safe.”
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