“The name change became official when she turned twenty-one—the best use of a hundred bucks Ellie had ever found. Her baby girl was two that year, and Ellie changed the child’s name, too. She washed her hands in the backroom sink and dried them on her smock. She cut hair at Merrilou’s, a few miles off Pendleton’s naval base. Only once in a while did a client come in who remembered her as Ellie Tucker. The way her last client had. Her next appointment was already here, so she’d have to take a bre...ak later. Ellie returned to the front of the salon and smiled at her client. “You ready?” The woman stood and smiled. “Another beautiful day.” She was in her thirties, one of the more talkative ones. “Always.” Ellie glanced at the television. She had a clear view of it from her station, and since she worked the evening shift tonight, she couldn’t resist putting on the game. Hawks versus Bucs, Game 4. If Atlanta won tonight, they’d advance to the second round and have a few extra days off to rest.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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