Kelly came back, bending low.
“Ma’am, would you like the police to meet the aircraft when we land?”
“Yes!” Brittany snapped. “Absolutely!”
Kelly looked at me.
“I understand,” I said.
But I didn’t expect that this brazen blonde would manage to surprise me even more.
“I wouldn’t dream of it.”
“I’ll need to document what happened,” Kelly said. “I’ll check back with you before we land.”
She left.
“My extensions cost almost everything I had left this month.”
“Then why spend it?”
“Because I wanted to look good.”
“You already did.”
“Because I wanted to look good.”
“You don’t get it.”
“Try me.”
“Everyone online looks perfect. Perfect hair, perfect skin, perfect everything.”
“And you think buying all that will make you happy?”
“I don’t know. Maybe.”
“That’s an expensive maybe.”
“Try me.”
“I couldn’t afford the perfume either. I’m twenty-eight. I already feel old.”
