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“Why the hell would Kenny be a zombie?” Rooster shouted back, his hands in the air.
“Because there was no heartbeat, Dad!” Kit yelled.
“Maybe you weren’t checking the right place for a pulse, duh! And that doesn’t explain how you jumped to her being the Walking Dead!” Rooster argued.
“Wow, who’s the adult here?” I murmured to Sallie-Anne.
“God knows, but Rooster has a valid point. Why jump to zombies?”
“Because they watched a horror movie a few nights ago,” Brax provided the answer while gazing adoringly into my eyes.
“I can’t believe Troy’s golden hair is gone. Half an hour ago, I could have strangled Brax. Now I’m starting to see the funny side,” Sallie-Anne admitted as Shee joined the zombie argument.
The kitchen door opened, and Chance let himself in. He took one glance at the three boys and burst into laughter. Chance whipped his phone out and snapped a picture before tapping furiously on the keyboard.
“Holy shit, you got them good,” Chance said to Brax.
Clio opened the door minutes later and let herself and their four children in. She gaped at the hairless boys and placed herself in front of her kids.
“Is it safe?” she demanded of Rooster.
“Yeah, I’ve thrown out every soap, shower gel, shampoo, and conditioner in the house. Fuck knows what Brax infected on his spree, so I took precautions.”
“Shampoo?” I whispered as I stared at the strands of hair I was holding.
“Oh no, no, no!” Rooster cried in a strangled voice. Brax went whiter than white, and I ran my fingers through my hair again and came away with another clump.
“I swear to God, you’re trying to kill me,” I hissedand stormed off. On top of everything else, I was now bald!
???
“Tell people you shaved your head for charity, raising ten thousand. Hellfire will give you that,” Clio said as she stared at me, worried.
Miserable, I stayed silent. The boys had blown me up, and now I was bald. What else could they possibly do? Was I in shock? I rather thought I was.
“Kenny, please say something. It’s been fifteen minutes; you’re scaring me,” Sallie-Anne begged, almost in tears.
“I can’t believe I’m bald. It was bad enough with a pixie cut. At least I had hair. But I’m bald. Nobody will take me seriously in court again,” I whispered. “Don’t they like me?”
“Oh honey, Brax is beside himself,” Sallie-Anne said.
“Keep Brax away from me right now. I’m too distraught and don’t want to upset him further,” I muttered. “I’m lost for words.”
And I was. This had been an awful month. Forced off the road, nearly run down, my house invaded, blown up, bald. What else was going to happen? Plus, I was covered in bruises and cuts, and supposedly, three little boys who liked me had done this to me. Why me? The mantra kept running through my mind.
“Thalia is sending her beauty lady out with wigs,” Clio said, wringing her hands.
“Shit, I’m a hairless freak,” I whispered as tearsfinally spilt and I began to cry.
“Get Rooster,” Clio hissed, and I wailed.
“No, don’t. Rooster can’t see me like this,” I cried, looking at my hair all over the floor, my hands and lap.
“Get Rooster now,” Clio insisted, and Sallie-Anne fled. Clio yanked me close and hugged the shit out of me.
Moments later, Rooster burst into the room, and Clio got up, and Rooster took her place. I tried to pull away. I didn’t want him to see me like this. But Rooster hauled me into his lap, tucked me under his chin and rubbed my back.
“Don’t look at me, I’m ugly!” I wailed.
